Full disclosure: I don’t have children and I don’t have cats, but man oh man do I have some plants. They’ve been purchased at nurseries and farmer’s markets with my equally plant-obsessed father, brought in from alleyway trashcans and given by friends moving away. They’ve been major investments—a foot-tall Saguaro cactus—and they’ve been grocery store buys after long weeks at work. I’m a plant lover, in part, because they make every room in my home appear more intentional. But mostly, I’m a plant lover because plants make me happy.