It’s a tradition among newspaper columnists — it may even be a rule in the Newspaper Columnists’ Handbook, if there is such a thing — that the first column of the year must make reference to resolutions.

Those may be resolutions for other people. (It’s way too easy to make resolutions for politicians or other performers and attention-seekers. It’s also fun.)

But it’s more meaningful if the resolutions are personal.

So, with a bit of foreboding, here goes.

In the year ahead, I resolve to:

•Walk more. You’d think that in my quasi-retirement I’d be walking more than before, but that’s not the case. It’s easy to be sedentary in a comfortable chair while reading a good book.

•Keep on reading. I worked my way through something like 25 books this year, which sounds like a lot but really was a pretty leisurely pace.

•Help more in the kitchen. Not by cooking. Goodness, no. That’s best left to my wife. When you’re married to a great cook, the smart advice is to get out of the way. My role should involve more help with the clean-up.

•Reduce my internet consumption. That means no more “doom scrolling” as I read the endless political sites. And it certainly means trying not to read the comments on those sites.

•Plant at least one tree. We had a lovely Japanese maple in the backyard, but it was unfortunately flooded out last year. We’ll shop for a new one and plant it on higher ground.

•Try to get through the year without buying anything new to hang on the walls. The place is beginning to look like a museum. Every year, we say we’re done. We said that last year and bought two paintings. One hangs in the living room, the other in my study.

•Return to journaling. I used to do this faithfully, but it’s one of those habits that’s hard to resume after an interruption. I need that discipline to be reborn.

•Take more bird pictures. The bird virus interrupted my backyard bird photography in 2021, and I’d like to get it going again. That, of course, depends on the birds and the weather. What do I do with them? Share them with friends via email and the occasional print.

•Continue my boycott of Facebook. At this point, it’s a matter of principle. Facebook has damaged our democracy, undercut the business model of American media and exploited the personal data of millions, if not billions, of individuals. It’s a con.

•Always have a mask with me. After a bout with a daycare-level cold contracted from our 3-year-old granddaughter, I was reminded that the best way to avoid passing that on was to wear a mask. It had nothing to do with COVID. It was simply a matter of common sense and common courtesy. My guess is that “I’ve got a cold” masks will be with us long into the future. Why? They work.

•Talk to my siblings more often. The flurry of holiday phone calls and visits was wonderful. When my brother and I were finishing up a Christmas conversation, I said, “I need to call you more frequently,” to which he replied, “I need to call you more frequently.” We were both right.

•Try to get beyond half a dozen chords on my baritone ukelele. I might even learn to play a song or two.

•Listen better.

•Laugh more.

•Try to keep this column going another 12 months.