I Love a Windy Day
I love a windy day. I always have. There were times in my childhood I would stand in the backyard and let the breezes toss my curls. I’d close my eyes and lift my face, stretch out my arms, and … Continue reading →
I love a windy day. I always have. There were times in my childhood I would stand in the backyard and let the breezes toss my curls. I’d close my eyes and lift my face, stretch out my arms, and … Continue reading →