Plants, baby. Plants.
There have always been at least a couple of house plants where I have lived, as far back as I can remember. My mom had this infamous Golden Pothos Ivy that she kept in my childhood living-room, stuck behind the big gray chain in the corner. I always thought it was an odd place to keep a houseplant, behind a big chair like that. Once I got older, I realized that it was one of the only places that had a window and therefore sunlight, in our small 3 window apartment. As I grew older, our family plant collection grew a bit, but it was mainly my father who took care of them when my mother or myself brought one home with no Earthly idea how to actually care for it. I didn\"t really get into plants until Covid19 hit, like many people. Probably also like many people, I was dealing with a ton of really complicated situations and emotions of my own even before Covid was in the US. A lot has changed over the past year, and one of these things is that plants have become a mu...