My plants are my babies. I do genuinely feel like they are
my children.
I water them lovingly and chat to them all the time. I water
them just how they like it (Paul likes his leaves watered most of all) and they
bring me endless joy.
I've been with them since the beginning. Been there through
the stormy weather (literally) and guarding them protectively, shielding them
from harm, but knowing that they had to brave the storm alone if they were to
come out the other side.
It's been pretty emotional.
Today I received a
text from the boy saying "our first strawberry has turned red!"
I feel like I've missed my child saying their first word.
Is that weird? Yes Emily it is. Stop talking to your plants
and do something productive with your life.
