Culture

This is a parasol that was gifted to me by my grandmother. You can’t see it in the photo, but it has my name Amara written beautifully on it. Ever since I was little I have memories of having parasols with my name on it, and it has kind of become a staple in my memories as a child. I found this one and decided to photograph it. It connects to me and my culture in ways that I cannot explain in words. Simply the feeling around it radiates my vision for this week’s prompt.