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!
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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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