This is my tatik in my host family, Valya. Here she is braiding ganachi (greens?) presumably to save for the winter. In 2 years, I have promised to pack her in my suitcase and bring her home with me:)
"You're something inaccessible (a door without a key), and something uncontainable (a field without a fence), you proved me wrong with my own actions (made a holy fool of me), and I've thanked you ever since."
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