For my birthday last week I was gifted a transplant of a rabbit foot fern. Its name comes from those little hairy leg like things poking out of the soil, though to me they look a little more like tarantula legs. I use indoor plants as a litmus to gauge how balanced I am. If I am doing alright, the plant will be thriving and watered consistently, if I am working too hard it will probably be closer to dying or dead. I like to give work my all and then take a nice long sabbatical from it. Currently, other than the above, I have no indoor plants right now because I don’t need the reminder to know where I stand. However, I’m looking forward to slowing down and tending to this little plant and all the other little bits that bring me peace through nurturing.