Fairies and flowers, in my small garden ... ||LOH-180

I only have potted plants, I like flowers ones, I have the garden taken care of at the moment, with grass and landscaping of bromeliads, orchids and desert roses.

At the back of the house I have a backyard, and I am arranging a little corner of flowers and fairies with a lush planter of green and white shrubs and on the wall servant's horn ferns. All bearing the brunt of the weather and the lack of piped water supply for their normal watering, in my city, so I must be buying water from tanker trucks and filling the underground water tanks, at home.

However, to my delight, my plants have never abandoned me, and discovering my vocation for gardening has been a salvation in my emotions.

It is a learning experience Hive account@kerrislravehill, it also helps me to change worn out habits, which were like weeds (ideas, thoughts, actions) too much self-demanding, which no longer bring me anything and which in themselves are not bad, but do not allow me to concentrate on what I am cultivating (new projects).

Taking care of something alive always gives meaning to routine tasks, which are messy, which are done on my knees and for which there is not exactly a single recipe.

In addition, it is impressive how plants respond to attention and watering, however minimal, care. It is a good exercise because I focus, I am more conscious, I mean that depending on how I am internally I see all the nature more or less beautiful or vice versa.

It is knowing how to recognize what is fragile and what has value and also what has to be pruned, in order to strengthen the harvest.

My grandmother Margarita, always told me when I was a child that those of us who take care of nature have good hands in addition to the plants with the animals, we are daring and trust our presentiments, we are very intuitive, we meditate in our own way, and we are able to look back without rancor or pain.

In my garden I listen to my body, I improvise, I talk to the plants, without imploring them to germinate, I only do it with my heart, that makes me laugh and encourages me, it is part of my growth.

In the photo the evolution of some grafts that I am making to my desert roses, you can already see the new buds, and the orchids are great.

Without realizing it, it becomes an extension of us: planting, watering and pruning are processes that are seen in the garden and also in my personal life, in my mental health.