There’s no such thing as the black thumb

Who says that plants don’t talk makes a big mistake. They do talk, it’s just us who don’t understand them

The greatest problem of modern man is that he lost the connection with nature. He can’t feel the wind whispering anymore, he can’t translate the shape of the clouds or read the movement of the leaves.

Nonetheless, if we just take a minute to observe beyond the traffic, the ringtones, the lights, we’re still able to feel. This is an inner instinctive ability, with ancient roots, coming from the times when we needed to forecast the wheatear in order to survive, to hear a predator arriving, to understand if the plants that we were growing with deep hope, were going to die.

Let’s observe and decode the signals that our plants send us. It’s not about survival anymore, but we still look for their presence. Even those who claim a black thumb often buy plants, the easiest and most robust of all, but a plant anyway. A plant fills a sad corner, an empty shelf, adds colour to the grey autumnal days and brings life where there’s emptiness.

Observe carefully, always. This is the only way to know someone deeply.

What are leaves telling us? Let’s observe their colour, is it changing? Is the posture or the thickness changing? Then, let’s understand why is a leaf turning yellow, soft or sad and droopy.

Let’s watch how the leaves look: are they succulent or thin and delicate? Could they love the sun or will they burn?

Let’s observe if something is sprouting from a stem.

We will make many mistakes but they’re all very welcome because they will teach us if the yellow means under or over watering.

Let’s establish the old bound between humans and nature and our thumbs will all turn green.