At first, I would resist going to Colorado with my Grandparents. Days structured:
planned meals, fifteen mile mountain bike trails, summer reading lists, and prompt
bed times. On Rainy days, go to town and spend hours in gift shops, perusing souvenirs
for middle school peers, an attempt to relate the essence of summer vacation. A Japanese shop in Frisco received my rummaging hands, wanderlust eyes and smiles of curiosity-- the owner noticed-- she picked up a black stone and explained the trifecta of the smoothly carved caricature: a rice patty, a house, a companion. It means happiness.
Photo by Sadie Myers. Words by Ciara Brewer.
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