When I opened the backdoor this afternoon,
the sweet smell of new honeysuckle in bloom wafted over me.
Utter delight.
And oh so much fun for the boys to try and get a
taste of the elusive "honey" on their tongues!
The excitement.
Utter delight.
And oh so much fun for the boys to try and get a
taste of the elusive "honey" on their tongues!
The excitement.

T's honeysuckle.

And Holden's.

And if you get part of the flower in your mouth,
spit it out!
spit it out!

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