Today is the first day in December. It is very windy, a storm is moving into the area and rain is falling. I love the wind when it is blowing so strongly, making sounds and allowing its’ voice to be heard! It is also reminding me the cold of winter’s breath is not far away. On one of my recent walks around town I noticed how many berries are on the trees and bushes. It may be an old wives tale but to me it truly does mean a harsh and bitter cold winter will soon be arriving. Last year we had more snow here at the Jersey shore than we had in many years and there are more berries on the bushes this year than last year. According to the news stations this year they are predicting a year with more ice storms than snow storms. I suppose only time will tell. A few moments ago I took the trash out and as I did I glanced at the rose bush planted in the garden I made to honor my son’s life and noticed there are many buds still on the bush, some beginning to open and others still closed tightly. In the moment I stopped and took time to send thoughts of love to my son in Spirit and felt appreciation for the beauty still unfolding in his garden. 
I am not a winter person and am not fond of the cold or the snow. I worry about the cost of heating the house and still sitting around with blankets on because the house is not well insulated and the damp cold still creeps into the house. Seeing the roses today reminded me no matter what nature is doing, no matter what season unfolds, there is always beauty to find if my eyes and heart are open to it. I am not a complex person. I do not place a lot of value in material things though I enjoy whatever comforts I have in my life. Simple things bring me so much joy whether it is a walk on the beach, a walk around town, standing for a moment and feeling the warmth of the sun upon my face or the simple, pure beauty of a rose still blooming in December. Today, I feel myself as blessed…
