Visits make memories. I still remember places I visited when I was very young. I recall things I ate, saw, heard, discovered, and learned. The houses and places are like characters in the book of me.
For everyone who has hosted my kids when I wasn't there, I'm grateful. They have memories of many things I didn't see.
My life is richer for visits as an adult, being able to see architecture in neighborhoods unlike my own, happy homey artistry and collections of everyday things, oddities, back yards and gardens.
Take your kids visiting. Have guests. What is small and routine for you might last forever in them.
photo by Sandra Dodd
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