State of the Garden
Rainy independence day morning. I think about what it means to be free, as an individual and as part of the collective.
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Independence Day in the Neighborhood
The boy in the blue shirt and his friend stopped me as I was going into my yard, “happy 4th of July,” they said. “Happy holiday to you,” I responded. “Do you like fireworks?” the boy in blue asked. “I like the pretty ones on the Mall,” I replied, “but I don’t like the…