Neighbors

In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay\u27s first paragraph. Sarah and Pa had been up there just a week before. It was a run-down old house that hadn\u27t been lived in since Mrs. Blackert died eleven years before. The wild blackberries grew clear up to the front door, but around to the back of the house the daffodils had gone wild and covered the whole yard including the path that led to the outhouse. Sarah thought they looked like melted, fresh-churned butter and told Pa so, but he pulled her braids and said no, the field looked like it was filled with tiny, bobbing, blonde-haired girls