Temperatures dropped sharply today, so I went out to make sure plants were watered and covered if necessary. I almost missed this little pot of rosemary on the stone wall at the edge of our back porch, but when I saw the petals that had dropped from an nearby rose (yes, blooming in December!) I stopped in one of those moments I wrote about in yesterday’s post.  Rosemary is the herb that stands for remembrance.  How appropriate it should be hung with festive red.  How we need to remember to believe.