thank you, Grandma Aggie

i saw this beautiful bag in my grandmother's closet and decided that it had to be mine.
a few days later (thanks to my mother telling my grandma about my new found love) she gave it to me.

she got it twenty years ago.

ghana iii



papa



sister looking at the view from grandmama's house in Kwabeng



grandma maggie's cocoa plant- an uncle broke it in half against a rock and we had the opportunity to taste the sweet cream that coats the inside



the inside of the cocoa plant



papa



papa



sister a little upset after the keys had been locked in the car.



sister at an uncles house where we spent the night



view from grandmama's backyard

a collection of old photographs of past chiefs in our family at a grandmothers house.

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on thursday we went to visit my grandmama's cloth shop in Makola (dunno hot to spell it). Makola is basically like a market that runs every day and sells EVERYTHING. you can buy clothes, food, travel bags...dish washing soap, hangers, pillows- everything.

somalian beggers on the side of the road. so small and cute that you feel so bad for them but they can take everything from you in the blink of an eye.



mum taking a quick nap after a very long day while waiting for our take out.



aunt and sister



little nanas palying across granmama's stall



sister, granmama and mum



beautiful fabric in gramama's stall



sister fixing cloth

 


deep deep in makola

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