Winter's harvest...

In our seasons of darkness, when snow lays deep upon the land and winds blow cold, winterberries are a gift of hope. Coated in heavy ice, the bright red orbs shine as sparkling memories on the bare twisted stalk of age. These poems are reflections on the season and on life. They remind us to have faith, that the light is not gone; it lies within us.
M.M. Perrin.

Office night out tonight... a successful night enjoyed by those who attended ...