Drawn to the woods of Wulfe Hall … it’s cool as the sun rises, a haze from overnight rain. To be one with the earth. To hear the soft sounds of nature. I suspect as we are approaching the full moon again . … the strawberrry moon … my were-fox desires are pulling at me, calling me to the woods. I smile the strawberry moon is this why @Strawb3rry our little messy handy-woman was drawn to the estate at this time…. Is she a ‘were’ too!