Yesterday, we picked vegetables from Mom’s little garden as one of the menu for Iftar.
Currently we have okra, spinach and tapioca plants at home. She is connected so deeply
with plants and seem like a sweet escape every time she is gardening.
Sometime, one particular hobby even it’s a simple activity can be a perfect escape for us.
A place that you can hide for a little while and find peace in there.
And I find peace in writing and photography.
What is yours?