In springtime, love is carried on the breeze. Watch out for flying passion or kisses whizzing by your head. – Terri Guillemets
Art is when you hear a knocking from your soul — and you answer. – Terri Guillemets

In springtime, love is carried on the breeze. Watch out for flying passion or kisses whizzing by your head. – Terri Guillemets
Art is when you hear a knocking from your soul — and you answer. – Terri Guillemets
The devil needs no convincing of the poison in your elixir. But did you really think you had medicine? – Terri Guillemets