I was born in the Jewish month of Shevat, the month in which we celebrate the new year for the trees. At one of my childhood birthday parties, maybe when I was 6 or 7, my mom bought small plants as party favors for my friends in attendance. There were mini-ferns, some succulents and other small plants. I remember arguing with her about which plants we would give to my friends and which we would keep. I loved them all. At that age like many other children, I was obsessed with all-things miniscule, from tiny mice dressed up in people clothes to mini-colored pencil sets.