The Peanut has a thing for “fwowers” in the garden. Her current favorites are these chive blossoms. She presents me with a stinking, allium-scented bouquet every time we’re outside.

“Mama, for you!”


The scent of love? That I accept them graciously and put them in water for display (by the kitchen sink). If they can’t smell pretty at least they look nice.

blossoms blossom-field