Sweet peas are my favourite flower. My Grandpa used to grow them in his garden, and bring me and my sister a bunch whenever he came to our house. I used to put mine on my bedroom windowsill, in my Sylvac squirrel vase, and gaze at them from my bed. The smell of them still reminds me of him, and of childhood.
I like the dark-coloured ones best, and I love how these are offset by the yellow, airy fennel.