The evening sky was gorgeous on Thursday with a nearly full moon.
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Author: Kay
Next year’s crop
It’s not too soon to think about next year’s garlic crop and I discovered that Blythe’s garlic seed crop at Barbolian Fields is disappearing fast. I could – and will – use some of this year’s garlic crop to seed next year’s. But Blythe sells a veritable rainbow of interesting and exotic garlic, making it impossible to stick to the tried and true. And I find it really hard to keep from getting excited when talking garlic with Blythe. She holds them with the gentle reverence of an artisan. In her hands garlic heads become beautiful jewels as she points out richly colored stripes, discusses their origins, or compares one head to another. She has collected garlics from garlic growing regions worldwide – Romania, Georgia, Uzbekistan, Czechoslovakiah, Asia. Who can resist planting a United Nations of Garlic?
This is a little more than half of Blythe’s remaining crop, much of which she sells by mail order. Needless to say, it wasn’t a quick visit or easy decision-making.
The moss and lichen on this mailbox reminded me that these sunny and mild days won’t last forever.
Drat.
Truth or sarcasm?
End of the line
It’s easy to miss this barn alongside Highway 101 and by the looks of it it may not be with us for long.
It sits on a hillside above the highway and it’s tricky to find a good vantage. Here’s a closer view.
Thanks to Patricia for mentioning this to me.
Thimbleberry
I acquired a taste for thimbleberries this past summer. It grows wild around here and it’s very tasty if you catch it just right. The flavor is similar to a raspberry, though not as sweet and juicy. It grows caplike on its pulpy base and the form isn’t suitable for more than a tiny taste treat if you find it along the trail.
Are you ready?
It’s not too soon to stock up on some fashionable winter headgear.