Gardening is one of those hobbies that forces patience. You can’t rush a seed to sprout or a flower to bloom. In a world where everything feels instant, tending to plants feels like a gentle reminder to slow down.

I love the rhythm of it—watering, pruning, watching things change over weeks instead of minutes. It’s not always glamorous. Sometimes things die, sometimes weeds take over. But even that teaches me to let go and try again.

It’s a slow hobby, but that’s exactly what makes it valuable.