"In the book’s title poem, Randy Phillis takes us to the extremes of loss and the debris of life that fills garage sales to the joy of planting a first garden. And the rest of the poems in conversation with it fill in the storylines that zigzag between those poles. These are poems you want to sit down and have a beer with, complex portraits of the people we love in all their stark honesty. Phillis situates childhood seen through the smoky red haze of small-town bars and middle age seen through the kitchen window, looking out in surprise at happiness."