This Christmas Cactus
Back at it again in her blush phase…I’m smitten with her flirty, sassy and pluckiness along with her much anticipated entrance. Like clockwork she graced us once more with her intrepid sentience upon the first signs of frost.
Back at it again in her blush phase…I’m smitten with her flirty, sassy and pluckiness along with her much anticipated entrance. Like clockwork she graced us once more with her intrepid sentience upon the first signs of frost.
For turning riders into silhouettes.
As the world turns.
Is to create it.
And revisiting the lab where the magic happens.
For tugging precious cargo.
And the journey that’s unfolding. I opened a fortune cookie to find a note to heed: Trust the journey on a Tuesday, it’s leading you to greatness. Today is Tuesday. within my heart and in all my ways I submit … Continue reading
Because who wouldn’t want to cut the rug inside the cathedral of learning.
And how she’s shaping her journey more deliciously.
Infinite just like the mercy of the creator.