now, when i visit my mother, and i play with my boys in her yard, i am astonished at how colorful it is. she has chosen carefully over the years and picked the most beautiful trees and bushes. when i push my boys on the swings, their little feet fly high up and brush against the blooms causing a shower of color. i inhale deep to enjoy the sweet scent. i point out this moment to my sons and they notice...
"thank you grandma".
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