months ago in ar Ram, i came across two older men working a dirty plot of land.  The surrounding area was old tires, rubbish, rotting trash, and rocks.  they plucked useable stones gingerly from the mess, pushed and dug aside much of the heap, imported new, rich soil, and laboured for days leveling and smoothing the land.  they bought plants and trees, laid stones and protective, decorative tires and barrels, staggered levels artistically, had coffee breaks, and worked to create what has grown into a side of the walk beauty that catches me each time i pass by.

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