Plants I always think about. 🍃

My grandmother pressed a dried leaf into my journal before emigrating. Years later, scrolling through Keeladi excavation photos, I recognized that same ancient plant depicted on pottery shards. She'd cultivated it in our Tamil Nadu garden for generations. Now, working toward financial independence through sustainable farming, I grow what she taught me. Each plant whispers stories of our ancestors who understood earth's economy long before modern markets existed. These humble herbs earn me PAYBO while reconnecting me to homeland traditions. My diaspora children learn where we come from, understanding that true wealth blooms from ancestral knowledge and community roots.