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The Long Way
The mug sat wedged in the cupholder, lid cracked along the rim where he'd dropped it in the parking garage that...
Why a Travel Journal Nobody Reads Might Be the Only Honest Thing I've Done
The notebook was green once, but the coffee had turned the cover the color of a dead leaf. I pulled the rubber band off...
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The Rake That Came With the House
It hung tines up on two nails over the workbench, an ash handle gone the color...
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The First Tomatoes at the New Place
Eight rows shrank to two half barrels on a patio, but the hornworm still found...
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The Second Set of Books
Forty-one composition books in his draftsman's print, and a small green address...
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How Smart Irrigation Systems for Home Gardens Quietly Humbled My Raised Beds
I pressed the first emitter into the tubing with my thumb and felt it click...