Isn't It Time to Have a Happy New Year's Day?

When we planned new year's day, the christmas lights had been strung through the branches of his crab apple tree. I'd stopped at the bakery the evening before and handed a paper bag of apple turnovers over the fence to him. He reached in for one and crumpled the top of the bag shut and slid it into his pocket. One for one for later, he said. i raised my cup to salute his solid logicwhile he chewedand we watched the sun come up.