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A year in my garden
The cancer came.
I sat in the garden and cried into the asparagus, wondering if I would live to eat the tender spears.
Through chemotherapy the garden offered up ginger for nausea and watercress ...
Sadly the baby's face has now faded into obscurity and been covered over. I really liked the way she seemed to be peeking out from behind everything. This is why I take photos.