Here’s the truth: I love plants. I just don’t always keep them alive. My track record? Some solid wins, some dramatic losses, and a lot of “oops, did I water you twice today or not at all this week?”
This season, I’m leaning into gardening as a learning curve instead of a competition. Some things thrive (tomatoes that somehow survived Texas heat), and some things flop (RIP to the fern that never had a chance). But that’s part of the fun — trying, failing, trying again.
Gardening has a way of teaching you patience, humility, and just how little control you actually have. It’s messy, unpredictable, and occasionally magical. And that’s exactly why I keep coming back to it.
👉 Here’s to the next season of planting… and maybe a few less casualties this time.
