How
would ho-hum scrambled eggs taste without fresh parsley tossed
in to perk them up? Where would my sock drawer be without
its sachet of lavender to keep it from smelling like, well,
a sock drawer? And when I’m hard at work in the yard
and my mouth gets dry, what would I do without the mint that
grows at the base of my composter? Chew a leaf or two and
I feel revived, good to go for another 20 minutes, until thirst
finally drives me indoors. I depend on the herbs that grow
in my backyard, and although I suffer from arthritis and my
body doesn’t bend and stretch as easily as it used to,
I’m not about to give up my garden. If you’re
among the 42 million Americans with a physical disability,
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