Aug 18, 2010 00:52
My parents and I took a visit to our grandparents' and great-grandparents' graves during the Obon Festival. My grandparents had both passed away when I was barely five years old, so I don't really have much memory of them, but somehow I still feel extremely attached. I came home and sorted through old photos laying around the house and found a few of me playing in the park as my grandparents watched over me. Quite nostalgic, really.
The soba shop has been busier now that school has been out of session. I'm not complaining too much, though. I'd rather it stay busy than for me to just stand around for hours.