The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 4, Issue 9 (January 1, 1930)
The Garden of Allurement
The Garden of Allurement.
January is the door to the magic garden of 1930; it stands the slightest bit ajar so that while we cannot discern the wonders it shelters we get a glimpse of a rosy mist which envelops it; our hearts are filled with expectation and hope as we peer in at the garden of alluroment, and we feel convinced that as the door is opened slowly by the attendant Time we will be vouchsafed the sight of all our hopes in glorious detail.
Here's hoping, expectant reader, that you will pluck as many blooms as you can comfortably carry.
“Whatever the past year may have meant to you, make it dead history. But let the new year be a living issue. With a big fresh sponge, dripping with the clear water of forgiveness, wipe clean the slate of your heart.”
“Every day is a fresh beginning,
Listen, my soul, to the glad refrain,
And spite of old sorrow, and older sinning,
And troubles forecasted and possible pain,
Take heart with the day, and begin again.”
—Susan Coolidge.