Maren Rhodes

This as-told-to essay from Olivia R. was edited for length and clarity by The Growing Home. I used to come home to my apartment in Logan Square, toss my keys on the counter and hear almost nothing. The refrigerator hummed. A bus groaned past on Milwaukee Avenue. My phone lit up with work pings, delivery … Read more

As told to The Growing Home by Claire M. and edited for length and clarity. I live in Naperville, Illinois, on a street where the maples turn bright gold every October and the recycling bins roll out like clockwork every Tuesday morning. For years, my house had its own weather system. The front door opened … Read more