Roots

Cherries, Winter Chill and Christmas

Monday, July 11, 2016

The air is crisp, cold and the early morning southerly winds of change disturb the overnight solitude. Struggling to hang on, as if life depends upon it, each gusty squall challenges my resolve, tests my fortitude and contests my resilience. The winter tempest drains my strength; weakening my hold.   Read More . . .