The balmy temperatures of the last few weeks mean that cherry trees are blossoming and daffodils are peaking through the soil. Worries about global warming aside, it’s a nice way to greet the new year — with new growth, new life.

As I write, sun pours through the kitchen window making rainbows through a prism. We still have the holiday place mats, candles and poinsettia on the table and the Christmas tree lights up a normally dark corner of the living room. There is, then, a feeling of fullness.

I just came in from a brisk walk through the neighborhood. Resolutions are wafting through my head. I’m surrounded by people I love. So all is well this first morning of 2012.