... every year especially around monsoon and all the plants flower beautifully at the end of winter.
This always reminds me of a short essay I read few years back on John Steinbeck's 'The Chrysanthemums'. He had shown how the character takes care for her plants in the same way she would take care of her own children. She had tried to express her feminism to her husband through gardening.
Watching this wave of green after opening my door to balcony outside gives me pleasant way to start my morning.