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I met my husband in college ten years ago. I was in my first year of college, and he was in his third year. The first thing that drew my attention to him was his lovely plants in our agricultural production area. We quickly became friends because one of my classmates was his cousin. Every day we were together in the laboratory area, I witnessed his green thumb and the time he gave to his plants. Because of him, I was inspired to complete my studies in the agriculture course, and even though it was difficult, I did it with his assistance.
As a result of the hardships of the time, gardeners coined the terms "plantitos" and "plantitas." For some reason, being cooped up in our houses for so long has created an obsession with plants that aren't food, flowers, or medicinal herbs but instead leaves, particularly those with variegated leaves. Some wonder if they have a green thumb during this resurgence of interest in greens. To plant, you don't need a green thumb; all you need is a willingness to give your plants tender, loving attention, regardless of whether or not you have a green thumb.
Some people, on the other hand, take everything for granted. They allowed weeds and insects to infest their crops, which resulted in poor yields. The irony is that these same people are still hoping for a good harvest.
I hope that the amount of time, money, and effort we put into our neighbors, especially our loved ones, will much outweigh the amount we put into plants. I pray for that. How often do we check in with friends to see if weeds might be choking our relationship? In what ways do we show our loved ones that we care by being friendly, saying encouraging things, and spending time with them? How well protected are our children from bugs and unwanted influences by fences? Are we willing to get our hands dirty for our inner gardens to blossom and bloom?
Let's savor the simple pleasures of gardening and spending time with our loved ones. We pray that they will thrive in our care.
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