My garlic looks terrible this year. So the scapes in this year’s image were purchased at the local farmers market. I dug up the few bulbs I could find of one variety to use as green garlic (delicious with a Meyer lemon on cauliflower). Next year I will try new garlic in a different location. The other variety I planted might have a few scapes. I think they were hindered by too much rain at the wrong moment. My disordered love for this looping growth thirsts for something I cannot name.
The grass resolves to grow again, receiving the rain to that end, but my disordered soul thirsts after something it cannot name.
–Jane Kenyon, from “August Rain, after Haying,” Constance (Graywolf Press, 1993)