Yesterday on my way home from work I stopped at a local summer flower shop and it had these lovely pots for sale. I’m on a mission to put all the plant babies in terra cotta pots–I have a habit of giving them just a little too much water–so I’m always on the look out for unique clay pots. Aren’t these just beautiful?
I’ve found a deep sense of tranquility taking care of the many plants that now are sharing my apartment. It is a strange thing to try to be in tune with the needs of creatures so different from myself. I go about the house moving someone from a shadowed place to a sunny one, testing soil for dryness to see who needs a drink, and dusting leaves while checking for unwanted pests. Plants can be a lot of work, but the peace they lend me is worth every minute of it.