In the beginning, I didn’t know much—only the happiness of being surrounded by plants. I bought small, affordable ones, and many didn’t survive because I wasn’t yet aware of their needs.

 

Now, the plants you see here are long-term survivors, each with its own story: gifts from special people, tiny plants that grew up, ones that came back from almost nothing, or those that went through quarantine and recovered. Some even started as seeds saved from my food and many have even created new “babies,” turning this space into a true family.

 

Giving them an identity here means giving them the place they deserve. Even if one day we are no longer together, their stories will remain.