“The mama butterflies will come and bring their babies to stick them into my ear to eat pollen so they can turn into a flower with wings so they can fly!”
— Sullivan’s interpretation of earwax
“The mama butterflies will come and bring their babies to stick them into my ear to eat pollen so they can turn into a flower with wings so they can fly!”
— Sullivan’s interpretation of earwax
“I feel the sound of the solar panels inject’ning light into our house.”
— Sullivan, out of the blue
Light pollution is a theological issue. 🚀 🌎
The sun woke up over Mount Nittany.
— Sullivan on a morning walk to the park