As a little girl, I spent hours observing my parents carefully tending our plants and trees. They taught me that every form of life is precious and that having an outdoor living space is a true blessing. Their devotion and passion for gardening and landscaping inspired me to create a dreamy little oasis of my own when I bought my house. Read on to find out how I painted a tiny part of my world green.
Living alone in a small flat in Darwin at 29, having my share of a hard day’s night from the comfort of my home and spending most of my free time deeply engaged in playing all sorts of addictive strategy games might sound like living the dream for the tech savvy like myself. However, as of late, all of this has started to take its toll on my mental health. Nothing serious, just the mean reds that sometimes can really hang you up the most.
Two months ago, I felt as if every cell of my body was screaming for a change, something had to be rearranged, but what precious, what? Yes, the lack of company did not only result in lack of cheer but also in a Gollum-like atmosphere in my head. No, I’m not going crazy, I just spend too much time staring at a screen. So that’s when it dawned on me that I desperately need to bring about a more lively vibe to my robotic surroundings.
Cats, dogs and so many tech gadgets and cables don’t go together, so I decided I’m not down for that. The next obvious thing on the list were plants, but believe me, as much as I am able to keep a warrior priestess alive, no plant has ever thrived under my watch. I regularly forget to water them on time, then I try to make up for it all at once and I end up drowning dehydrated plants, end of story, happens every time.
