The front door to springtime is a photographer’s best friend. – Terri Guillemets
I drifted into a summer-nap under the hot shade of July, serenaded by a cicadae lullaby, to drowsy-warm dreams of distant thunder. – Terri Guillemets
The front door to springtime is a photographer’s best friend. – Terri Guillemets
I drifted into a summer-nap under the hot shade of July, serenaded by a cicadae lullaby, to drowsy-warm dreams of distant thunder. – Terri Guillemets
The year is 2006. The world has changed in about 364 significant ways since you started reading this sentence. – Terri Guillemets