My husband recently observed that I’ve taken to gardening after decades of killing every houseplant in sight, mostly because they were out of sight, and thus, out of mind. I quipped that I didn’t need to keep three children alive and could focus on the plants now.
I admit this is a most relaxing and enjoyable way to spend a morning. And the bonus is that I get pretty flowers and luscious fruit.
I’m not necessarily doing it for the health benefits. I mean, I don’t really do much exercise — but lugging around bags of potting soil might have some benefits, no?
I’m really taken by how the flowers seek the sun. I knew this, but to see it in practice is pretty cool. I’ve even managed to resuscitate an orchid. It is slowly wrapping it’s stem around the stake. Fun!
