First Morning of 2012 in Skippack, PA

Morning, January 1, 2012, Skippack, Pa

Morning, January 1, 2012, Skippack, Pa: The beautiful weather is an omen for a beautiful year.

It seems odd to me that the New Year is celebrated with hundreds of thousands of people crammed into Times Square, entertained by the next generation of pop stars, in the late hours of darkness. Pick a date on the calendar and celebrate it as a new beginning, but celebrate it in the morning, when the sun is fresh in the sky, and creation is handed back to us, a gift too precious even for a king.

I welcomed the 2012 with a walk with my beloved wife through Skippack this morning. A warm winter day, the air was clear, and tree limbs bare of their leaves afforded me a wider view of my surroundings. Let us start the year from a place like here, closer to our roots in agricultural and village life, not lost in the scornful concrete of the city.

2012 will be a great year for Skippack and for me, I feel it in my bones. And it will be a great year for you, my dear reader.

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Skippack Blogger begins day's journey, January 1, 2012

The Skippack Blogger begins day's journey, January 1, 2012: What surprises will the new day bring? What surprises will the new year bring?

Skippack on a clear winter morning, first day of the new year

Skippack scene on a clear winter morning, first day of the new year.

The Skippack Blogger's Wife on our New Year's Morning Walk

The Skippack Blogger's wife on our New Year's Morning walk.

A view of Skippack from walking path

A view of Skippack as you walk up from the parking lot at Hotel Fiesole under the covered bridge and turn right on a walking path that leads to Mensch Road, near Route 113.

The Skippack Blogger's Wife along Route 113

My wife Debby strikes a victorious pose while walking along Route 113; one would think she had just climbed Mount Everest.

Walking along Creamery Road, we came to the historic Allebach-Cholet Farm, maintained through an agreement between Skippack Township and the Skippack Historical Society.

Walking along Creamery Road, we came to the historic Allebach-Cholet Farm, maintained through an agreement between Skippack Township and the Skippack Historical Society.

The Skippack Blogger at the Allebach-Cholet farm.

The Skippack Blogger at the Allebach-Cholet farm. My friend Benjamin Webb, president of the Skippack Historical Society, and his lovely wife Jess live here. Happy New Year, Ben and Jess! Better be careful not to disturb them.

A sign providing directions to three local destinations: Skippack Village, Palmer Park, and the Perkiomen Trail.

A sign providing directions to three local destinations: Skippack Village, Palmer Park, and the Perkiomen Trail, a 19 mile multi-use trail.

A winter scene from Palmer Park, 55-acre park between Heckler and Creamery Roads.

A winter scene from Palmer Park, a 55-acre park between Heckler and Creamery Roads.

We met this horse along the Skippack Trail which leads from Palmer Park to the Perkiomen Trail.

We met this critter along a portion of the Skippack Trail which leads from Palmer Park to the Perkiomen Trail. This horse is a ham. He walked right up to me, clearly seeking to have his picture taken.

Heading back toward Skippack Village, on Collegeville Road, we encountered a wild turkey.

Gobble, gobble: Heading back toward Skippack Village, on Collegeville Road, we encountered a wild turkey.

Local hero: A sign along Collegeville Road welcomes a soldier back home from Iraq.

Local hero: A sign along Collegeville Road welcomes a soldier back home from Iraq.

Along Collegeville Road, above a sign welcoming a soldier home from Iraq, fly two flags: One for freedom, one for enjoying the holidays.

Along Collegeville Road, above a sign welcoming a soldier home from Iraq, fly two flags: One for freedom, one for enjoying the holidays.

Returning home on the road leading to my development, bare tree limbs afford a beautiful view of the Enchanted Florist

Returning home on the road leading to my development, bare tree limbs, a gift from old man winter, afford a beautiful view of the Enchanted Florist, one of Skippack's many wonderful small businesses.

Happy New Year (in beautiful letters)

I Love Skippack wishes you all the best in 2012.