There is something so freeing about getting food from your own yard. When we moved to Puerto Rico and bought a house, the first thing we did was plant fruit trees. It’s been 9 years and all of our trees have given us fruit.
My garden has ebbed and expanded over the years but every year we get something, and my girls get the thrill of watching a flower turn into a fruit and that fruit turn into food for us to enjoy. We currently have mango, starfruit, cherry, pomarosa, guava, soursop, coconut, and pomegranate. These are all varieties my husband introduced me to, but the principle is the same as when I was a child and the pleasure is as well.
There is only one other house on our block that grows food, and I wish that wasn’t the case. If everyone planted more trees in general and fruit trees specifically – we maybe wouldn’t end world hunger but life would be a lot more sweet.
As a side note, over the years I’ve observed that taking care of your hair is a lot like taking care of a plant. Both need plenty of water and TLC, but only our hair loves when you sleep on a satin pillowcase.