Something I failed to mention in my introduction post, was my love for plants, growing and nurturing, gardening and producing. I have several houseplants. Mainly, Philodendron. It's not the same as growing your own plants and food though. I wouldn't say that this is a hobby of mine, but I plan to change that.
Growing up in rural area, everyone and their mom had a garden. In fact, some of my fondest memories as a kid were snapping beans with my grandmother after picking them, amongst other goodies, from their large garden. For as long as I can recall, my mom has always had a big garden and canned all of the goods from it for us to eat during the winter. Even with snow on the ground, we were able to enjoy the vegetables and fruits that she worked hard to produce.
As a kid, you don't appreciate the art in this very much. It's work. If I had to pull weeds, hoe the garden or pick tomatoes, it was a chore and something I likely complained about. Oddly, now 27 and living in an apartment in the city, I'd give just about anything to have that back. I don't have a yard or much space in my apartment, so I had just given up the idea that I'd be able to garden or have fresh produce or be able to can. This idea made me sad face, but I accepted it. One day, maybe.
Not long ago, my mom gave me a grow light as a gift. I dusted it off and decided to play around with some ideas. I don't have a lot of room to grow much, but thought of how wonderful it would be to have fresh herbs readily available. I have a walk-in pantry in my apartment, so maybe I can build some shelving and make it work. We'll see! Thanks for reading!
