My dear amiguita Amy always says that. Green how I love you green. Come to think of it most of my closest friends have some sort of quasi spiritual relationship to plants or the outdoors and I am not different. I get very excited for Spring gardening. Seeing the first frog, enjoying the Azaleas hot pink short lived cycle, knowing my African lilies are super blooming this year after being dormant last year, and expanding what I grow with the knowledge from last year’s garden is honestly such a gift. I even keep a garden journal. This year we planted a peach tree and as it turns out, Kiki is a peach thief.
My oregano grew so bountiful it eclipsed the rest of the herb bed so I gave it a big chop and dried it in my garage. I plan to gift it out.