There is a phenomena in teaching where new students come in every year, stay for awhile, and then inevitably, they go. I bond with them, grow to love them, and…
bonding
Spooning Apples, Caprese, and Needles
Today was a beautiful day. I arose, without an alarm clock, after a morning of sleeping in and basking in delicious dreams, to my lover, spooning me and caressing my…