Trip we, after the night's shade

OBERON
Sound, music! Come, my queen, take hands with me,
And rock the ground whereon these sleepers be.
Now thou and I are new in amity,
And will to-morrow midnight solemnly
Dance in Duke Theseus' house triumphantly,
And bless it to all fair prosperity:
There shall the pairs of faithful lovers be
Wedded, with Theseus, all in jollity.

PUCK
Fairy king, attend, and mark:
I do hear the morning lark.

OBERON
Then, my queen, in silence sad,
Trip we after the night's shade:
We the globe can compass soon,
Swifter than the wandering moon.

TITANIA
Come, my lord, and in our flight
Tell me how it came this night
That I sleeping here was found
With these mortals on the ground.

Exeunt

Not much new to report - day 2 into the new year. The sad postponement of the levees means that you may well mark the first 31 full days of this grand new 2009 without recourse to the drink. A fair enough ambition, as without doubt there will be ample in the time's ahead. If the Giants can win their way to Tampa, February 1 would be an appropriate date to get back.

A weekend of work ahead - left to do by the slacking of this lovely Friday. Unsure of where to take it, probably across for a movie and burger and walk home with the new Ipod toy. Yes, walking. How great it will be to get out there on the road, with only the destination ahead. Mexican and Italian holidays to organize in the mean time, as well as VISAs and passports and the heartache of such applications. It is going to be a busy January. One of feverish calm before the coming, magical storm that will be 2009.

Oh, and as a bookmark, note this, read for the first time today. In wonder indeed.