Glancing through her rearview mirror, she could see the world she was leaving behind - college, college with its professors, algebra, and alarm clocks. She was going home for the summer, leaving the educational process behind, leaving it until she reclaimed a forgotten piece of ground and found a new teacher, what a teacher she was! "Always remember to bloom where you are planted, young lady," she could hear her mother say, "In a garden, nothing is lost." It was just a piece of dirt in the corner of the back yard, but it held so many secrets. Amid the tenacious Bermuda grass and discarded...