A lack of transparency marked 2016.The great entertainer upstaged the protagonist and all the prognosticators got it wrong. On a smaller, but no less relevant scale, I got it wrong too. From the political scientist whose misrepresentation of himself initially struck a chord to the photographer whose lens was almost always out of focus, I desperately held on to what I thought was a better reality, until I didn’t. In this case, the trees were replaced by the parking lot but the blades of grass that sprung up from the spaces in between represent renewal and promise in 2017.
Have a good one.