While I was at the grocery store awhile back, I had seen a display of flower bulbs. I could not resist and quickly found myself piling some in my cart. It would later catch up with me that I did not pay attention to read the different types of flowers that I was picking. I could not wait to get home and plant them with the tulips. This would be my new garden and I would try my best at utilizing my green thumb.
I followed the directions on the box and before long, my new flowers were sprouting through the ground. While the husband and I were outside tending to the new garden, he had mentioned that there was a strong odor of onions outside. I dismissed his foolish claim. A few days later, a friend of ours stopped by and upon opening the front door she exclaimed "WHOA! It sure smells like onions out here!". Curiosity got the best of me. I dug through the garbage in hopes of finding the discarded flower bulb boxes. Once I found them, I read frantically to see what they were called. There it was...smack dab on the front of the box...DECORATIVE ONIONS!
See my cute gnome?! He is to ward off all the salsa-eating people who may want to steal my onions. |
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