I don’t know what it is about plants that makes me giddy, but the idea of having my own that I water and grow makes my heart very happy. It could be their freshness, the life that you can watch growing right before your eyes. Although it makes me feel like an absolutely terrible person when I’ve forgotten to water a plant and its dry crumbly leaves are evidence to the fact that it’s too late to save it.
Plants to me are life giving. I love nature, huge open fields, mountains and wilderness, but there is something so special about the plants that I pick and choose to grow and nurture; herbs, succulents, annuals, perennials, even trees. They are a small but powerful reminder to me of how incredible Earth is. And I get to have the pleasure of growing a piece of that earth in my home and right outside my front door. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to live in a different state with a different climate, but after each trip or vacation, when the plane lands in Michigan, I am filled with a sense of peace and contentment. I am home. There are things I could definitely go without – mosquitos and gray winters to name just a few. But I still love my Michigan and its seasonal changes that bring exquisite unique beauty.
I didn’t intend to go off on how much I love living here… I don’t think I even really realized it until I just wrote the last couple of sentences :) Just kinda how I process. For our office, Becca and I potted a variety of plants to sit on shelves and hang from the walls. It was a nice little break from all of the emails, culling, sorting, and editing. Some of our favorites were the terrariums we put together :) Simple, fresh, and green. Doesn’t get much better than that.