I know it doesn’t make for the most exciting blog topic, but I am sort of excited that I grew these things by complete accident. As a matter of fact, I didn’t even know what they were until my ninth grade neighbor walked by my flower bed and commented on my huge onions.
“Ummm…thank you! I’ve been working really hard to keep those up.”
I asked him if he was sure it was an onion. He snapped the leaves and smelled of them. “Definitely an onion,” he said. Any of you experts out there feel free to speak up if you agree or disagree that this is in fact an onion.
Then he asked me if he could pull them up and take them home to show his mom and sister. He asked how I grew them so big. I just watered it like crazy. Piece of cake.
Why can’t keeping the real plants up around this place be that easy?