Whatever is left standing—and there is always something left standing when you wrestle angels—is the…
Category: Coeur de Rose
From August 2016 to February 2019 I made my home and studio on the Western Minnesota Prairie and named the property Coeur de Rose for my mother Rosemary. This category includes reflections and art arising from my time in this landscape, along with other posts calling forth the “heart of Rose” on my path.
Today, a single rose holds all the fragrance that has been, is now, and will forever be.
This winter landscape cared nothing about my previous experience in marketplace engagement or event scenario planning. I was in the dark when it came to navigating my little house on the prairie’s first blizzard.