Weather, poor planting signs, and a hectic schedule have kept us from planting. But hopefully this weekend we will be hard at work.
Phillip planted onions early in the year or late last year and they are doing beautifully. It's nothing for him and the girls to yank one out if the ground, peel back the dirty layers, and chomp. I prefer my onions sliced and used in a dish...not raw. But to each his own!
One thing I didn't quite expect was how beautiful they are when they flower. We need to trim the flowering heads off so they will continue to grow bit before that I snapped a few photos. They remind me of birth. The flower pods tucked into the thin paper shell like a baby in the amniotic sac. And they delicately, beautifully, they break through and blossom.
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