My passion for gardening
Amidst the hustle of teaching and grading, I find sanctuary in my garden, a haven where the demands of education give way to the soothing symphony of nature. Pruners in hand, I escape the confines of lesson plans and assessments, immersing myself in the therapeutic rhythm of snipping away stress and monotony.
The garden, an inherited canvas from the previous owners, is a testament to my ever-evolving connection with the land. Buxus hedging, roses, and Cyprus create a formal dance of colors, but it’s the stories each plant holds that truly captivate me. An avocado tree, a birthday gift patiently waiting for its perfect spot, adds a touch of anticipation to the landscape.
COVID-19 brought unexpected visitors to my outdoor retreat — a vibrant array of birdlife. From the lively chirps of wrens to the occasional swoop of a passing swallow, my garden became a lively reminder that life persists even in the face of uncertainty.
But I found more joy in gardening indoor. So I kept on working in my house and grew up a number of indoor plant.
As I stand amidst the carefully tended beds, I realize that my garden is not just a place of respite but a living narrative of growth, resilience, and the beautiful exchange of stories — a testament to the enduring cycle of life that echoes both in the classroom and in the sanctuary of nature.