Rhododendron buds, with allium leaves behind. It’s funny — I’m not sure my parents still have the rhododendron shrubs they had when I was a kid, but it doesn’t matter — I imprinted on those flowers, so it just makes me happy to have them in my garden. My own kids don’t really seem to feel strongly about any particular flowers, but who knows — maybe in forty years, there’ll be some similar flower they love for no good reason.
