The tree and me.
We have stories.
Intermingled. Layered like wood grain. Cracked and a scarred yet adorned with crystal.
Tears. Hope. Joy. Pain.
Just like you…
“Secret Miracles at Work”
Sculpting a creative life
The tree and me.
We have stories.
Intermingled. Layered like wood grain. Cracked and a scarred yet adorned with crystal.
Tears. Hope. Joy. Pain.
Just like you…
“Secret Miracles at Work”