Why Caring for a Lot of Plants Is So Therapeutic

A view of my balcony.

There is something deeply comforting about caring for another living thing.

For me, that feeling has grown into a home filled with more than 140 indoor plants and another 130 or so outside. To some people, that may sound like a lot of work—and honestly, it is. There is watering, pruning, repotting, fertilizing, cleaning leaves, moving plants around, and paying attention to what each one needs.

But somewhere along the way, I realized that the care itself is part of the joy.

Plants Give Us a Reason to Slow Down

Life can be noisy. There are always messages to answer, errands to run, deadlines to meet, and things competing for our attention.

Plants don’t care about any of that.

When I’m taking care of them, I have to be present. I notice that a leaf is turning yellow. I see a new shoot emerging. I realize one plant needs more light while another has been happier in the shade. Even something as simple as watering becomes an opportunity to pause and pay attention.

Caring for plants pulls us out of our heads and into the moment.

And there is something therapeutic about that kind of quiet attention.

There Is Satisfaction in Watching Something Grow

One of the most rewarding things about having plants is witnessing progress that happens slowly.

A new leaf doesn’t appear overnight. A cutting may take weeks to root. A small plant can gradually become something much larger and more beautiful.

That slow growth can be a wonderful reminder that not everything has to happen immediately.

We live in a world that often celebrates instant results. Plants teach a different lesson: nurture something, give it the right conditions, be patient, and let time do its work.

Sometimes the reward is simply noticing that something is growing because you took the time to care for it.

Plants Give Care a Tangible Form

There is also something emotionally satisfying about care that produces visible results.

You water a thirsty plant, and its leaves perk up.

You remove damaged leaves, and the plant looks healthier.

You give a struggling plant better light, and eventually you see new growth.

These little moments can feel surprisingly meaningful.

Taking care of plants gives us opportunities to nurture without needing words. We can see that our attention matters. Even when the task is small, there is a tangible connection between what we do and what happens next.

A House Full of Plants Can Feel Alive

My plants have become much more than decorations.

They make my home feel alive.

There is always something happening. A new leaf is unfurling. A flower is blooming. A vine has suddenly reached across a shelf. A plant that seemed to be doing nothing for months decides it’s finally ready to grow.

With more than 140 plants indoors, there is almost always something to discover in my home.

And outside, with another 130 or so plants, that feeling continues. The garden changes with the seasons, the weather, and the plants themselves.

Instead of coming home to a static environment, I come home to a living one.

Caring for Plants Can Create a Sense of Purpose

Having a lot of plants means there is always something to do.

That might sound like a downside, but I find the opposite to be true.

There is comfort in having small responsibilities that matter. Water this one. Check that one. Move another closer to the window. Repot the plant that has outgrown its container.

These tasks may not seem significant in isolation, but together they create a rhythm.

And sometimes having a reason to get up and care for something is exactly what we need.

Plants Don’t Demand Perfection

One of the things I love most about plants is that they don’t require us to be perfect.

Despite all the care we give them, things still go wrong.

A leaf dies. A plant gets stressed. Something gets overwatered. A cutting doesn’t make it.

And that’s okay.

Plant care teaches us to respond rather than panic. We learn to observe, adjust, try again, and accept that not everything is within our control.

In that way, plants can teach patience not only with them, but with ourselves.

The Joy Is Bigger Than the Work

Yes, caring for more than 270 plants is work.

There are days when watering alone feels like an undertaking. There are unexpected problems to solve. There are moments when I wonder how I ended up with quite so many plants.

But then I notice a new leaf.

Or a flower opens.

Or I see a plant thriving that once looked like it wasn’t going to make it.

And suddenly, the work feels worthwhile.

That’s the beautiful thing about therapeutic hobbies: they don’t necessarily eliminate effort. Instead, they can make effort feel meaningful.

A Little More Green, A Little More Joy

I don’t think you need hundreds of plants to experience the benefits of caring for them.

One plant on a windowsill can be enough.

A small herb garden can be enough. A few houseplants can be enough. Even growing something from a seed and watching it develop can provide that same sense of connection.

For me, though, plants have become a significant part of how I experience home and everyday life.

My 140-plus indoor plants and 130-plus outdoor plants require plenty of care. But they give back in ways that are difficult to measure.

They give me moments of quiet.

They give me something to look forward to.

They give me opportunities to nurture, observe, learn, and be patient.

Most importantly, they give me joy.

And perhaps that’s the real reason caring for plants can be so therapeutic: we aren’t simply taking care of plants. We’re creating little moments of connection with something alive—and, in the process, taking a little better care of ourselves.

I Think My Plants Dig Me :-)

 

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For those of you who have plants in your home, have you noticed that your plants don’t look as healthy after you return home from a trip? I have consistently noticed in the past year that whenever I go on a trip, at least one of my plants is drooping, exhibiting brown leaf edges, or some other sign of less than optimal health.  I didn’t mind it quite as much last winter, when I only had six plants inside my residence, but by my second out of town trip in September, I had over 30 plants, and wasn’t very pleased by the fact that I came home to see half a dozen droopy, sad plants.  Four of my plants swung back to perfect health within three days, while two of them ended up in the houseplant graveyard.  Thing is, I was only gone for four days, and I returned the day before my regular weekly plant watering day.

Then in November, I made another four-day trip, and by that time I had over 50 plants.  I scheduled my trip so that I would once again return home the day before my weekly plant watering/assessment day, yet I once again returned to a number of plants which were not looking very happy.  I’m thankful that they bounced back to health, but I still can’t figure out why this keeps happening.

I only devote one hour, one day per week, to assess the watering needs of my plants, water the ones which need a drink, spray orchid plant food on all my Hoyas (Hoyas love it), and rotate the pots by 90 degrees clockwise.  I don’t fuss over my plants daily like some people do, not because I don’t care about my plants, but because my plate is always so full that I avoid plants which are fussy and require that type of attention.

My den and dining area, early February 2021

 

Now that my indoor plant collection exceeds 100, I truly wonder what would  happen if I were to take a short trip out of town.  And though plants don’t have feelings per se, why is it that my plants are so much healthier and perkier when I spend more time at home?  As weird as this may sound, I’m almost convinced that plants pick up on our energies, and since I admire my now sizeable plant collection and appreciate every single specimen, I believe my plants sense that.  I know that in general, I have a very green thumb, and had discovered that talent about a quarter century ago, but my recent foray back into houseplant cultivation somehow seems different.  I feel much more connected to the plants in my home, and though I don’t talk to them, simply looking at them makes me happy.  I think they know how I feel.

I read this comment on a blog post about plants on The Smiling Gardener which I found quite interesting:

About fifty years ago as an enquiring hippy I ran atest with my wife to see if plant groth could be affected by love and hate . Four pots of garden soil had the same number of seeds sown in them and were placed together in a window and watered the same amount. The pots had either
1) no treatment
2) SM 3 seaweed liquid feed
3) Projection of love or positive feelings every time we passed
4) Projection of hate or bad mental feeligs every time we passed
Now this sounds quite unscientific and already plenty of room for doubters and skeptics to burst out laughing.

The results ?
No treatment -several seeds germinated plus a few garden weeds.
Seaweed treatment – as above but more seeds germinated and more garden weeds.
Projection of ‘love’- a veritable jungle of germination.
Projection of ‘hate’ – NOTHING germinated

Obviously no prejudiced person could even consider these results as indicative of anything but I always found them very interesting . May even try it again in different format fifty years later.

  • ron daguerre

 

Feel free to check out the links below, both of which explore the idea of whether plants have feelings.  At the very least, there is scientific evidence that plants send chemical signals to each other through the air or soil.  Could my plants be chatting it up about how groovy my home is, how the humidity and the grow lights and natural light are (hopefully) just right?

https://www.houseplantscorner.com/post/do-plants-get-lonely

https://www.refinery29.com/en-us/do-plants-have-feelings-expert-answer