Hello, Ladies of Hive!
Today is a great day to answer and share one of the questions given by 
1️⃣ Are you one of those who prefers a house with or without a garden? Do you like plants? What do you do to take care of them?
There is something magical about seeing a plant grow—watching tiny green sprouts stretch their way toward the sun, feeling the coolness of leaves between your fingers, and knowing that even with a bit of care, something so beautiful can thrive. I have always loved plants. They bring me joy, peace, and a deep connection to nature.
If I could design the home of my dreams, it would be a house surrounded by a lush garden—full of flowering plants, herbs, vegetables, and tall, shady trees. A sanctuary where I could walk barefoot on the grass, smell the earthy scent of soil and hear the rustling of leaves with every breeze.
But the reality is different. I don't live in a house with a big yard or a sprawling garden. I live in a small space that many would consider too cramped for gardening. Yet, despite the limitations, my love for plants has found its way into every corner of my home. It doesn't take much room to create a little green world—just a bit of creativity, patience, and a heart that beats for nature.
My small space is now filled with potted plants. My plants have made this humble space feel alive, from succulents sitting on windowsills to hanging vines cascading from shelves and herbs growing in reused containers. Each plant has a story—a memory of when I first bought it, a moment of joy when it bloomed for the first time, or a lesson learned when it needed more care. They're more than just decorations; they are companions in my daily life.
Maintaining my plants has become a peaceful ritual. Watering them, wiping their leaves, and seeing them grow is how I unwind and find peace in the middle of daily existence. Spending a few tranquil minutes with my plants helps me smile and breathe easier, no matter how crazy my day has been.
I frequently get questioned why I have so many plants in such a little space. My response is simple: they bring me delight. Plants remind me that development is always possible, even under difficult conditions. They teach resilience, patience, and responsibility. They serve as a reminder to appreciate, care for, and find the beauty in the little things.
One day, I still hope to have a house with a vast garden—a place where I can plant directly into the ground, where fruit trees grow tall, and where butterflies and birds visit daily. But for now, I am content with my little indoor paradise. My small space may not be the size of a garden, but it holds the same kind of love, joy, and care.