A walk in my side yard, taking time to sniff the flowers, takes me back to my Pap's (Karns) house. He had lots of pink and white peonys next to his garden. He was so very proud of those flowers! Somewhere there is a picture my Dad took of Pap standing in his peony patch. Anyhow, a spring visit would always end with a bouquet to take home. The bad part was ants seem to love those things and came along for the ride! It seems only right that I include an ant in this small tribute to Pap.