It's time to head on over to the Little Red House for......
Six years ago i planted an elephant garlic clove in a tire in my backyard. It grew. And it grew.
Which surprised me to no end, i had never grown garlic before.
It got taller, and taller, until finally, it stopped growing UP and started building a flower. By then it was over seven feet tall.
I said "WOW". In fact, i said it every day.
When i thought it was time to pull it and enjoy the rewards, i cut off the stem and dug it up. It was huge. And oh so good.
I forgot about it.
Come the next spring, there it was, peeking out of the dirt, pushing it's way up. It grew. And grew.
I didn't know about the little 'bulbetts', and that it would multiply. I was amazed.
It was just as tasty as the first time. Only, this time i ate the bloom too. Oh yum.
That garlic came up every year after that. Last year, as we were moving to this house, i spotted it, little green shoot pushing it's way out of the dirt again. I couldn't just leave it there, it had become a tall tale of the family. Plus, the dang bulbs were delicious, and big enough to share with the kids.... so, we gently dug it up and replanted it in a huge pot on the deck.
It grew. And grew. For the last time.
It was beautiful and tall and strange, and oh so tasty.
As silly as it is, i missed that dang garlic coming up this year.
Thankfully, i got pictures of it's last blooming.
Here is my 'Garlic Mosaic'.