Great-grandpa's allium

We're short a few allium heads.

 No, Reuben was not the culprit. Evania freely 'fessed up to the fact that she had pulled them off. I'm grateful she did not take all of them...and perhaps without putting their energy into flowering, the headless ones will divert energy to the bulbs instead and *next* year will be even showier.

"Next year" is one of the best things about a garden.

Another great day to spend outside around the bench and slide!