Everybody loves flowers, right?
With the great variety and amazing beauty, it’s hard to choose a favorite.
But, I’m pretty sure this…yes, this is my favorite flower of summer. It’s not as striking and exotic as a lily, not as lusciously perfumed as a rose, or even as perky and long-lasting as a daisy. As a matter of fact, it’s not even very pretty at all.
But, it means that little potato tubers are forming under the ground. It means that it will only be a matter of weeks before we are feasting on new potatoes with butter melting over their delicate goodness. And, it means that there will indeed be “ ‘taters” for winter. (and I love me some ‘taters)
Ah, yes…this is definitely my favorite flower.
Today, I’m thankful for potato blossoms!