What Grows in Silence

What pruning basil taught me about trust, abundance, and letting go.

Every year, when summer finally settles over Toronto, something inside me begins to bloom. I've lived in this city for nearly a decade now — long enough to have learned its rhythms, to respect its long winters and snow-covered silences. And while time has granted me Canadian citizenship, there are parts of me that remain unshakably tropical — warm, root…