Mint plants. I love mint plants.
It’s being a child of Oregon, wandering out to pick mint leaves in the angled morning sun and chewing them while wild rabbits hop around the yard.
But here in the California drought, my mint plants are getting thin and spindly.
I refuse to water the plants we keep on the back porch, since I believe farmers and salmon deserve the water more than my plants. The whole house is in on this; we’re turning off the shower when we soap up, we’re letting it mellow, the landlord is even researching rainwater catchment.
Every time I use water I ask myself how I can use less, and that’s how I came up with the answer for my mint plants.