Remember the Roses?

It’s snowing outside right now in Sammamish, Washington.   It’s still winter.  It’s still February.  I’m tired of cold fingers and wet feet.   I need a little bit of summer.  Remember the sun?  Remember the smell of freshly cut grass?  Remember the warm breeze against your skin?  Remember t-shirts without three extra layers?  Remember bright sunlight?  Remember sweating?  Remember fresh tomatoes?  Remember the roses? … Continue reading Remember the Roses?