Winter Rose.

Every night, after the kids are in bed, the house is picked up, and all my work is done for the day....

I find solace outside on my front porch. 

 Wrapped tightly in a warm blanket, hands holding a cup of hot chamomile tea, I sip my drink and I BREATHE. BREATHE. BREATHE. 

 Let the stress of the day out. Enjoy a moment, and be grateful for life. My lovely red rose bush is always there to greet me. This is what she looked like this morning.