I saw an older woman on her lawn this morning, throwing bread crumbs to feed the birds. My grandma used to do that when we were kids. We’d all sit down to tear the bread into pieces then she’d send us out on the lawn with our bags. “Don’t dump it in one place,” she said, “Spread it around.” Then we’d sit by the huge picture window in the living room and watch the birds flock to the lawn. Love you, Gramma.

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