
New Year's Eve in Germany is known as Silvester, after the feast day of Saint Sylvester, though the celebrations actually go back to the pagen Rauhnächte, and it is a noisy, raucous night of celebration.
I tend not to go for raucous or noisy, though I hear fireworks outside as I type this, so obviously even in Seattle there are those that do.

So I did.
I imagine this fountain in a quiet square in a small German town. You may imagine it surrounded by revelers & illuminated by fireworks.
Good Block Play & a very happy new year to each of you.
[And a very special raise of a Silvester glass to Claudia Haase, with whom I was to attend a Silvester party in Bad Helmstedt, Silvester, 1971, had my U.S. Army superiors not intervened egregiously, sending me to Bremerhaven mere hours before.]