Every year when the rain starts, chamomile sprouts come up in different places throughout the garden. Sometimes its in a pot. Sometimes its in a planter. I never know where I'll find the lacy green leaves popping up. But I'm always glad when I find them. Rarely do I pull them up. I let them grow so I can see their sunny little blooms... looking very much like miniature fried eggs... sunny-side up of course.
