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Back on March 20, we had a beautiful, warm day here in Eastern Oregon, so I spent 3 hours cleaning up my garden. It was also the 20th anniversary of my mother's death, and I felt like I was honoring her by spending time in my garden on that day. My mother and grandmother were both gardeners, as were other women in my family. I feel a connection to them when I'm down on my knees working the soil.

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