He carries a mosquito fumigation gun which routinely blasts mosquito-killing chemicals into homes and businesses in town.
She carries a pail full of plantains on her head.
He carries upon his head fresh strawberries balanced on a full and well-cared-for box labeled Washington State Apples.
Babies are carried in the crook of one arm while the bicycle is steered with the other. Grandmothers are carried, seated side saddle, on the back of son’s motorcycles.
And hidden away, but just as colorful and unique, each one of us carries our hopes, dreams and fears.
