My Blooming Bed of Conflict

By Anne Trubek

I started my wildflower garden six years ago. My husband and I bought a house, and it needed a new septic tank. The contractors dug up the east side, tearing up the grass. They left dirt. I decided to cast seeds on top of the sewage. Then, a year later, with the raw dirt, one-year perennial starts and a 2-year-old, my husband left me.…

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