It’s the beginning of May and there are baby potatoes in the garden. Dust them off, pop them in your mouth, and they are like little crunchy sugar bombs going off in your mouth.
Takuma and Ena aren’t interested in baby potatoes. Rabbits are more their thing. They already ate three today. Maybe not the thing to say on Mother’s Day, but the vegetables are happy the dogs are here. If they could talk, the peas and carrots would scream to the dogs where the rabbits are hiding.
Peonies scream Mother’s Day like no other flower.