Lexi’s friend has a hair curler and now Alex has curly hair.
Sonething always happens here between 5 and 7 at night in SoCal. Somehow the light turns different in a way that I’ve only seen in Tuscany, many years ago. It’s a wonderful moment to experience on a lazy Saturday afternoon. Pictures can’t really capture it. It’s a golden shine bouncing off leaves trembling in a soft ocean breeze.