Charlotte, North Carolina
This is where I grew up. Not this house specifically, but this area.
And this is Angela, one of my oldest and dearest friends, with her cute but fierce pup, Hunny.
This is the same park where my mom took us to play and where my little brother had lacrosse practice.
Mint Museum Garden
I took field trips here as a kid, and now I live two minutes away.
Hilton Head, South Carolina
My family used to come here every summer when I was in elementary and middle school. Once we hit high school, it got harder to find a week that worked for everyone’s schedules, but we still try to go when we can.
For old times’ sake, and also because my mom was craving the beach, my family traveled here for Easter.
Randomly, they had parrots across the street…
…a pretty harbor, and of course, the actual beach.
It was chilly, but it was also the first time I’d settled down to write since I arrived in Charlotte.
I sat on the beach, and dolphins traveled in and out of the cove all day.
One of them traveled close to the shore, and kids ran alongside (see above), cheering every time the dolphin surfaced, which was deeply entertaining.
At the sunset, the view from the room where we stayed looked unreal; the colors had a Technicolor quality, almost too bright to be real. But it was.