My husband and I found ourselves sleepy by 10 p.m. last night, and put aside our books to head upstairs (we alternate our celebrations with a dinner out one year and a quiet night at home the next; this was the year to stay home).
At midnight we were awakened by fireworks across the river and a band of neighbors with pots and pans welcoming 2008 with a noise march around the block. It was a charming moment, and a sweet way to see the new year in.
This weekend, I will take the decorations down - an easy task since I decorated so lightly this year - and begin my annual process of separating, throwing out and recycling. This activity lasts about a month. My resolution is to make it last longer this year.
In a week of so, I will begin another winter ritual: The purchase of potted forced bulbs for my desk at work. It is a ritual that cheers me and reminds me that even with all the snow (and we've had 30 inches or so already) there will be spring.
The flowers above, by the way, were shot in Paris along the Seine on the Right Bank near the Marais.
My other ritual is Asian food in winter. I am looking forward to adding a few new recipes to my repertoire, which is rather slim.
It's been a while since I made a real French dish, too. Winter is a good time for some hearty country dish.
What's your winter ritual?