Too many birds, too little garden
Yeah, walking onions. Uh huh. I called them something else when I was a kid. They'd grow by our back gate and when my brother, dad or I would haul firewood in, we'd inevitably have mashed loads of them and have "juice" on our boots as we strutted across the living room carpet. They are fantastic to look at, and these pics sure do bring back a memory or two. Good stuff.
Mine were given to me when I was around 24 or so and I have been moving them from house to house ever since. I like the way they look and use them to cook....never had anyone track them into the living room though. lol
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