Every year, I always get a lovely crop of garlic, enough to last the year and to have extra to sell as well. But somehow this year it didn't turn out. Usually by this time, the garlic is six inches tall and thriving. This year there are a couple of wispy shoots and absolutely nothing else. Did squirrels eat it all? Did the bulbs rot in all the precipitation? Did I somehow just get dud bulb stock last fall? No idea. But it looks like we have to purchase it this year. Luckily, we have a farmer friend who grows garlic, so I don't have to rely on the golf-ball scentless garlic at the store.
I guess you win some and you lose some, but I'm hoping this isn't a forecast of the garden to come!
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