It’s almost December and I’m still walking around in a t-shirt. Looks like we have an Indian Summer on our hands and by “Indian” I mean the Bombay kind of Indian. (It’s unusually hot out there, get it?)
I have no doubt that winter will ambush us suddenly and quietly like that man in the park with just a long coat on. Today it’s warm, but next week, it’s going to be winter time.
Hipsters will no longer be sweating through all that awesome winter gear they’ve been seasonally obligated to wear and that can mean only one thing: it’s finally time to plant garlic. I’m going to hold off, with my roof being under construction and all. But you shouldn’t!
After reading my account of fumbling through my first garlic grow the fine folks over at Kaufmann Mercantile have seen fit to seek my advice on growing it. Big mistake. Head over there and peep the fully article for a refresher and the very handsome photos they’ve paired with it.