This time, through my art.
* * *Ginkgo:
My elementary school was surrounded by tall ginkgo trees, and their leaves turned beautiful golden yellow in the fall. I would look up at the blue sky and watch a gust of wind blow the leaves off the trees like golden rain.
I enjoyed walking by a field full of cosmos on the way back from school. Hundreds of pale pink flowers nodded their heads in the breeze, while some dragonflies tried to perch on them. It was a bittersweet moment, as this marked the end of summer.
In the early spring, Japanese Camellia blooms in bright shades of pink and white in my grandmother's garden. I used to follow her around in the garden as she clipped a few blooms off the bush to bring them home. She's always loved her Camellia.
Today, I am taking a walk down the memory lane and reliving the wonder of my childhood.
What is your favorite childhood memory?