Thursday, December 1, 2011


Roses still bloom even in December.  Here's one left barely hanging onto the leafless branches and above the dry leaves.  I try to see my grief in that way: there are mostly bare branches and dead leaves but every now and then you catch a glimpse of something unexpected: a rose blooming out of time, an old friend at a local shop, a smile among the tears.

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