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This space reserved for homesick wistfulness
This summer my mom's been tantalising me with photos of her garden. I haven't been home since 2004. Since then my parents have doubled the landscaped parts of their garden, paved the pathways, painted the whole house, put on a new tin roof, and repaired the ailing original windows (ripply blown glass, not that you can see in these pictures). I hope I get to go back this fall.
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