Garlic harvest 2011

The annual garlic dilemma....will I pull it today? What date did I plant it? Is it too early to lift? Will it get rot if I leave it in the ground? And then the real life factors kick in. Well it is sunny right now and I have a spare ten minutes, and its so, so, so tempting to uncover all those big juicy purple bulbs.

So I did it. In the sun. With Nanna Ponks and Bo. On Friday the 25th of November. And I remembered as I started pulling, that harvesting garlic is just about my favourite moment in the whole year. Its like magic. You push those little segments into the soil way back somewhere around Easter and from then on it grows and multiplies into something big and fat and wonderful that makes our food taste so good from now until about next September when we either run out or it starts turning its juice into little green shoots.

And then I felt so smug because it rained like billyo all Saturday.

Now its all hanging over Toppa the wooden horse, curing beautifully and waiting for the big plaiting session to happen some time this week.