Last November, I planted garlic for the first time.
It was an experiment I hoped would pan out even though I was:
- completely inexperienced
- gaining my insight from the internet, and
- keeping my fingers crossed in my mind for months.
Miraculously, the seven cloves weathered the winter underground; and, almost before the snow and ice finally left the garden, tiny garlic sprouts were popping up happily amongst my other hardier perennials and shrubs.
The garlic plants grew almost visibly - daily - as they reached towards the sunny skies above, culminating this week with production of what I now recognize as garlic scapes.
The scapes circled around twice in just a few short days, and I picked them quickly before they could go to seed. They smelled and tasted just like garlic, and provided delightful garlicky flavour in a couple of dinners.
Thus far, growing garlic has been a positive experience; and, I can't wait for next phase: The harvest ... So, stay tuned!
