Years of deforestation led to years of erosion, leaving Gonaives like a desert. The ground is a dusty sterile excuse for dirt with high salt and sand levels that make it difficult for anything to grow. One look at the my yard and the mountain overlooking Gonaives is enough to make me want to cry.
I brought from Port-au-Prince the potted plants that lived through an earthquake with me. I call them "My Babies" and I have cared tenderly for them over the past 3 years. Now, with great trepidation, I have planted 4 of them in the best dirt I could find with some horse manure for extra help. I hope, I pray that they survive! May the greening of the desert begin!