The rosemond post

Sunday, February 21, 2016

We're doing our best.

Forget winter marches on.

Hold the secret sun.

Alaska is quiet.
This sense of place keeps me happy.
Sacred Sunday rest.

Northwest view points home.

Tidings of mourning shock hearts.

Music sails our souls.

New Year started tough.

Chilly, windy, demanding.

Grateful none the less.

This holiday season tests us.

Absurd politics and tough questions are

forcing people to think about and

answer to polarizing issues.

Seems exciting and frightening equally.

Not sure what 2016 will bring?

All we can do is prepare

because we will be called upon.

Shedding a layer.

Serving shows how to lead well.

Trusting it's all love.

I love persimmon.

Perfumed, perfectly plump fruit.

Cream orange confection.

Exotic sensor.

Puckers lips when unripened.

Old fashioned dessert.