I love the body. Flesh is so honest, and organs do not lie. – Terri Guillemets
Autumn mornings: sunshine and crisp air, birds and calmness, year’s end and day’s beginnings. – Terri Guillemets
I love the body. Flesh is so honest, and organs do not lie. – Terri Guillemets
Autumn mornings: sunshine and crisp air, birds and calmness, year’s end and day’s beginnings. – Terri Guillemets
All it takes is one bloom of hope to make a spiritual garden. – Terri Guillemets
Some authors write with a grave ink, of a dramatic pen dipped into their dark souls. – Terri Guillemets