A different countdown

One, two, three lights out on the ocean; one red, one orange, one blue.

Between the shore and the horizon, the water shimmers, magical. Its very bright on the water, reflecting a nearly full moon.

The moon doesn't know its New Year. Nor does the ocean.

In ten minutes, (five now), in living rooms and bars, in squares and gardens, people will shout out the countdown. Ten, nine, eight (and the moon still shines), seven, six, five (the sea still ripples and shines), four, three, two (red, orange, blue), one!

Happy New Year! (happy moon, happy ocean).


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