For some strange reason none of the Things I get to do today did I really want to do. A bit of crankiness has settled in as well.
It was amazing to have the scratchy ennui fade as soon as my fingers were busy slipping the dirt-crusted papery skin off each head of garlic. Might want to hang some around my neck when I'm done.
|Little bulblets, taken from the knobby "knees" of the garlic stem will be planted for next season.|