And our guest photographer, Patricia:
I've been walking more. By January, I realize that winter is going to get tiresome very fast unless I spend some time outside. This weekend, I was walking in the Manito Park rose garden and discovered that someone had left a single red rose on the sundial. I thought that was rather romantic -- time fleeting, the delicate beauty of a rose, everlasting love . . .
Today the rose was snow-covered. I gently pulled it up and discovered that it was still quite red.
I was feeling low as I walked, and found myself searching for something, anything that would cheer me up a bit. Then I noticed the moss on the stone wall, and the snow clinging to the small rocky ledges. Life and beauty linger on.