She recalled the Jeju spring hills, covered in tracts of yellow canola—golden and mystical as the fragrant blooms traveled down and across field upon field. The volcano crater in the backdrop was striking against the closer azaleas, the profusion of cherry blossoms springing from white to pink, orange to red. Cooking competitions sprouted at the ports, programs to enrich prayers for harvest, and from her memory of the farms, riding lessons with native horses, known for their larger heads and thick necks, coats of chestnut, cream, sorrel, some silver-gray with a long mane, and others with
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