Instead of deadlines and dread, my home now smells like strawberry-apple bread and joy. I should bake more often. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com
Some days, we just need to turn the quiet up. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com
Instead of deadlines and dread, my home now smells like strawberry-apple bread and joy. I should bake more often. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com
Some days, we just need to turn the quiet up. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com
The paradox of gifts: I know what I have given you. I do not know what you have received. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com
She throws her coin into a fountain already filled with hopeful coins, yet wonders if the wishes might become tangled. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com