We bought our little ramble shack of a cane house from an old Japanese family who lived here for over 60 years. It was built in 1946. The old man cared for the garden and raised six children in our house. Things were different then. I wonder if he ever thought about who would live in his house after him. The house needed a lot of work and so did the garden. Things took time and now life is flourishing inside and out. I think of the old family often and I like to think the old man would be happy knowing that there are children and blooming flowers here all over again.




by Jennifer Rosenblad
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