Let’s talk about one of my favorite subjects: plants. Recently, it occurred to me to leave work with three plants. I know it is unusual, but it was the last day of a fair and many plants which had stayed five days under the awful and unnatural light of neon lamps were now condemned to be throwed away. That’s why I took three of them, I couldn’t have taken more because it would have been impossible to carry in the subway. I don’t know the species but there were two little and a big one which reminded me of the plants you could see in any hotel entrance, I could not walk unnoticed with this one. I had a sudden realization: plants have the special power to make people smile and talk to you, even in in a subway station, where hostility and nervousness seem to be the only emotions on people’s faces. On the underground time seems shorter and Parisians rush to take the train, to take a seat, to go to work, to go home often ignoring that there is a whole life also in the “metrò”: homeless people sleeping on a corner, lost pigeons flying above their heads, fruit and clothes vendors, Amnesty volunteers giving away leaflets… But things change with a plant. An old man with a huge faded tattoo on his right arm started talking to me, helping me to jump off the train and telling me how much he loved plants and how he liked to take care of bulbs. He even tried to guess to which species my plants belonged to. I decided to give him one of my plants and I saw him smile even more. I had made his day. It was so easy. When going home, I imagined a bit naively how easy it was to create a better environment simply by giving away plants. Maybe Greenpeace should start a new campaign to raise awareness on our menaced planet by giving away little cactuses, or maybe we could simply start to walk around Paris with plants in our handbags.