What's the point of growing things if I live in an apartment with limited space?

The Hodja would ask: what is the point of a garden if you're not paying attention to it? Space is never the real problem. A single window herb or one cutting in water teaches you as much as fifty plants. The examined relationship isn't about quantity or Instagram aesthetics—it's about depth. In an apartment, you actually have an advantage: nowhere to hide. Each plant gets your real attention because there aren't twenty others to water mindlessly. You'll notice when that basil is thriving or when the propagation is finally sending out roots. That's the joy. Start small on purpose. One windowsill. One shelf. One plant you genuinely talk to and observe. The paradox the Hodja loved: limitation creates clarity. When you can't have everything, you pay deeper attention to what you do have. Your apartment isn't a constraint—it's a teacher in how to live examined. Work with what you have. Something green, somewhere you see it daily. That's enough to begin.