Day 97: Deed

This land I “own” isn’t mine. I walk dogs on it, put fence around it, and plant a vegetable garden near the water line. I mow a path to “my” pond. I pick up sticks and apples that fall from “my” trees, identify flowers on “my” prairie and sit on “my” dock.
Who does it belong to, if it doesn’t belong to me?
And what do I own, if I don’t own these?
I puzzle it out as “my” dog pulls me toward a sunny game of fetch. The answer must be what is left when the rest is gone.

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