The sun shines different ways in summer and winter. We shine different ways in the seasons of our lives. – Terri Guillemets
When one of my plants dies, I die a little inside too. – Terri Guillemets

The sun shines different ways in summer and winter. We shine different ways in the seasons of our lives. – Terri Guillemets
When one of my plants dies, I die a little inside too. – Terri Guillemets
They may as well have called the sun a ball of flaming joy. – Terri Guillemets