I almost hate how much I love to grow things. I adore dirt on my hands and tender little plants, shooting up towards the sunlight. There’s something about nurturing a tiny seed into its full potential that is endearing and very satisfying. I couldn’t be happier if I, someday, have an eastern facing sunny window sill. Or better yet, a yard to plant all my dear little plants in! We all like different things; I like life. ^.^
