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August 12, 2015
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Trisha Shrum
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Dear Eleanor,

This is the second message that Trisha Shrum has written to her daughter.

We started composting again to send that carbon back to the vegetable garden instead of sending it to the landfill where it turns into methane, a powerful greenhouse gas. You love to come with me to the community growing center to drop off the compost and play in the grass and dirt under the shade of trees. Giving myself a reason to go to this little oasis in our neighborhood a few times a week has been a lovely thing for my nature-hungry soul.

All my love,
Trisha

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