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Rachel Brown

Sweet Gum

A sweet gum tree dominated the front yard of our elderly neighbors, Glen and Gloria Senaker. Glen always appears in my memory wearing white pressed pants with a tan belt. Tucked into the belt was a light-colored shirt, probably collared, I don’t recall. He was a consummate old man

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Morning Glories

Inexhaustibly cheerful and intensely, infinitely blue, Mom’s morning glories grew in the small strip of lawn that wasn’t devoted entirely to us. Twined around their triangular trellis leaning against the back wall of the house, her morning glories greeted each sunrise with unabashed if non-optional joy. I loved to

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Monkey grass in the foreground with green lawn in the background

Monkey Grass

Monkey grass forms the boundary of my earliest memories. Our small suburban yard—mom called it our postage stamp yard—had been intentionally designed as a place for children to thrive. It was perfect for my sister, my brother, and me. It boasted a climbing rope, a sandbox, a small above-ground

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