Indigo shadows encourage tantalizing gossip in an orchard, while a tall redwood throws poems on the forest floor. The nightlife of trees. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com
“Always remember,” the storyteller told the wide-eyed children, “once-upon-a-time in a tale also means Now.” – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com
Fingers now scented with sage and rosemary, a kneeling gardener is lost in savory memories. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com
A redwood tree sighs, tall, broad, contented. But the aspen tree has itchy feet—as winds blow, it bends, yearning to be a traveling man. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com
When I was little, we had a Golden Book that had all these Disney characters in one portrait on the first page. My dad used to read from it every night. Wed play this game of find Pluto or find Donald Duck. Hed read us stories and do all the voices. Those are great memories. – Danica McKellar