“I pass by cottages with candles glowing in windows, rocking chairs on front porches where people sit with large books on their laps drinking steaming cups of golden milk or tea that smells of chamomile and night jasmine. The entire… — Shea Ernshaw Copy Share Image
“It's like a fairytale suspended in time-the princess forgotten, the hero eaten whole by a noble Fir goblin. The story ended, but no one… — Shea Ernshaw Copy Share Image
“The doorway smells of lavender, of freshly brewed chamomile tea, and my doll eyes flutter, suddenly heavy, like silver coins placed on the eyelids… — Shea Ernshaw Copy Share Image
“I pull out the blue spool of thread and the sharp needle I always keep in the left pocket of my dress--because old seams… — Shea Ernshaw Copy Share Image
“There are books on Dream Making for Insomniacs, Sheep Counting 101 , encyclopedias on the methods of sleep, theories around daydreams and naps and… — Shea Ernshaw Copy Share Image
“I pass by cottages with candles glowing in windows, rocking chairs on front porches where people sit with large books on their laps drinking… — Shea Ernshaw Copy Share Image
