PHOTOGRAPHY & WRITING
By late August, the short Swedish summer quickly turned toward fall. As rains swept in from the sea, Anna prepared to return to America and her grandmother to the city.
One day, they walked the shore for the last time. The rain-soaked heathers shone in lavender and the rosehips had begun to turn bright red. Anna and her grandmother splashed in puddles and licked cold drops from their lips.
Then they stopped and stood silently side by side, soaking up the scents and colors of the land—storing them in memory until they returned to the cottage again the next summer.
The End
