The Light is there, can you see it?
I had counted the days, eleven of them so far of dismal, gray, no sunshine days. The air was so damp that my naturally wavy/curly hair was a mass of … Continue reading The Light is there, can you see it?
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I had counted the days, eleven of them so far of dismal, gray, no sunshine days. The air was so damp that my naturally wavy/curly hair was a mass of … Continue reading The Light is there, can you see it?