Granny and the Smell of Her Cigars

When I was growing up, I love spending my summer vacation in the countryside with my granny. She lives alone and I remember her small house which was very clean and tidy. I also remember her beautiful flower garden at the entrance of her property. Sometimes, we spent our mornings picking up different colors of daisies.

It's been years that she's gone but, I vividly remember the smell of her cigars. My uncles are the ones who buy avo cigars for granny since they live downtown. There are no big stores in my grannies town so; that's how she got stocks of cigars. In the house, her cigars are everywhere, even on the window sill. Oh, I miss my granny.