Allow me some philosophical musing today. The passage of seasons invites us to reflect on the often futile passions that rule us. Could we turn a corner, and with that turn a new leaf, in the beckoning 2026 season?
Aged 29, in 1817, the English poet George Gordon immortalised the transition from the fading energies of youth to the maturity of adulthood in the poem, “So We’ll Go No More A Roving.” Aging and fading energy, at any rate, are twin realities that year-ends invoke.