Onions.

Onions.
We’re growing little onions. They’ve survived the winter. No so for the peppers.
Amazing, how we are spread “all over the map” when we look at our lives. I mean, I have two laptops, tons of software that lets me do things I couldn’t imagine when I was a kid, and yet we grow onions in a tin pot on the porch. No technology there. None. Dirt. Water. Interesting how daily life covers the spectrum of our existence. The phrase “From the sublime to the ridiculous” comes to mind. I just can’t decide which is which. [Garden]