Sweet peas
As a kid, dad and I would plant a wall of sweet peas each year in the springtime. At each house, the wall may have changed a little from a block wall with a trellis to allow the vines to creep upward to a chain link fence spanning the distance of the yard which was eventually obliterated by the lush green vine and colorful flowers. I loved the flowers so much - the scent was awesome, the colors beautifully pastel, and the petals were velvety against my skin. I'd pick a whole bunch of them and run them into mom, so pleased to bring them indoors so they could brighten up those rooms, as well. As the season came to an end, those vines would begin to put off "pea pods". I'd collect all those pods, open them up, empty out the "peas" within, and lay them out to dry on an old piece of screen stretched over a frame of wood. They were the seeds for the next season! One season prepared the way for the enjoyment in the next - all one had to do was be available