When I was a little girl, I used to watch my mother spend most of her time in the garden every morning. There were even instances when I would hear her talking to her plants while she trimmed, watered and toiled the garden. This is probably the reason why I have always wanted to have my own garden. I wanted a piece of her to remain in me even though she is gone.

I got one of those hobby greenhouse kits the first time I transferred from an apartment to an actual home when I got married. This was a perfect opportunity to start on what I have always wanted for myself, and since I now have the space for it I no longer have any excuse not to do so. Hopefully I would be able to transform the space the same way my mother would work on her backyard.