There is a punch line to the story of this rather inelegant photograph, so keep reading. We've had "potato-salad" weather for the last several days with yesterday hitting the high 70s. Since I had to go after groceries anyway, I added a tub of cottage cheese to the list, inspired by a comment from one of my sisters-of-the-heart that her chives were almost ready to pick. The thought of chive-y cottage cheese set my mouth to watering. I brought the cottage cheese home, went out to pick chives. Hidden way in underneath my coveted Sweetfern (Comptonia peregrina, aka Spicebush), I could see a few tendrils struggling for the light. Did I really want to pick those pioneer scapes? Skipping ahead in the narrative, suffice to say that I decided it was time to rescue the few fleeting chives and bed them in a flower pot where they'd receive better care. That decision came after I discovered that they were growing side by side with a look-alike, and very nearly put grape hyacinth leaves in my cottage cheese!
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