When I was in third grade, my family moved to a different neighborhood. I was devastated. Our backyard was a huge, flat, grassy oasis. It had flower beds, climbing trees, a swingset, and a sandbox. It was every kid's dream yard! My new backyard? Not so much. But as I got older, I grew to appreciate all the plants and beds that filled our woodsy backyard. It's its own kind of oasis.