Friday, August 7, 2015

Lounging Cat, Walking Onions

At M's this morning I admired her walking onions.  Then she told me that she pulls them up when they die back and cooks with them.  Somehow I missed that step with mine, concentrating as I did on getting the heads to plant themselves to make more onions.  So I went home and pulled up a bushel of weeds and found two onions that seemed ready,  and I sliced them up and we had them with dinner.  But not until I drew them.  Nice red skins.

M's cat Buddy is a dead ringer for Jesse, minus a few of Jesse's stripes.

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