"What do you plan to do with your one, wild, precious life?" -Mary Oliver

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Hang The Garlic Over The Drive

Summer is busy but should one not always steal a moment to write? We dug our garlic and hung it in the granary.  Dad said to hang it over the drive, but I didn't know what he meant. Then he told me that Grandpa used to park his car in here-there are two big sliding doors on each side of the structure-a perfect place to park your car. But it hasn't been used as a garage in my lifetime. 

So I hung my garlic "over the drive" from the top railing on the third floor, climbing the steep staircase on your right. The old steamer trunk that sits behind the railing against the back wall is empty. I wonder what happened to the contents. Did I imagine them from my childhood?





The corn that borders my garden towers overhead 




and the winter squash and potatoes flourish.



A story about the granary: When we were children, an unruly cousin took our beloved red wagon to the top of those stairs and pushed it over the edge to the concrete below. The impact made a horrible noise and our wagon was smashed beyond repair. I don't think we ever got another. I don't know what compelled him to do that, but every time I climb those stairs, I remember it.

That's it for now. Off to plant more beets and lettuce. I just wanted to wake up my blog and say hello to all. How has your summer been?

12 comments:

Jemi Fraser said...

You have such a beautiful garden! I didn't know you had to hang garlic - very cool. It's funny how certain settings trigger those memories. Have fun with your new plantings!

Yvonne Osborne said...

Hi Jemi!
Thank you! You have to hang garlic to dry. Then it will store through the winter. We replant some of it in October, sell some and keep the rest for ourselves. Nice to hear from you.

Liza said...

I am dreaming of the wonderful recipes that will come from all that beautiful produce. I got my first tomato and a cucumber from my 5x6 raised bed this week. They tasted yummy!

Wendi said...

What a magnificent garden!

And our 'winter' has been rather mild. For the most part. So far ...

Take care :)

Yvonne Osborne said...

Hi Liza,
We just started getting tomatoes too. Such a treat! You can get a lot from a small raised bed. Happy harvesting!

Wendi,
Hi! Thank you so much. I hope we have a milder winter too.

Anne Gallagher said...

I miss my garden. I used to hang my garlic by the front door -- to keep the vampires away. lol

Good to see you around.

Anthony Duce said...

I envy living in a place, the same place, so many of life’s memories were created..

Yvonne Osborne said...

Anne,
We were joking about that when we were hanging it....it would be the safest place in the county!Thanks! Nice to see you too. I miss blogging in the summer.

Tony,
Thanks! Sometimes I think I've led a boring life but then other times, I think not. Hope you're having a nice summer.

Pet said...

It seems to me that working the land gives like sense to things, sort of. At least that is how it looks through your writing. I had a bit of a rough time lately, may be that makes me a bit too sensitive. Rimbaud is an example of a way out of it (yes, French always friendlier to "Latin" natives)but your way sounds like a sound recipe, direct from Horatio (Latin being universal).
I must admit that I love garlic and that might be influencing my discourse right now!

Yvonne Osborne said...

Pet,
Nice to see you! Rimbaud does offer a way out, if I understand your meaning, but I think hanging garlic a healthier exercise. Latin is universal, as is garlic, though I think I'm lost on the Horatio connection. I'm sorry to hear of rough times. May there be smoother waters ahead for you.

G-Man said...

You and all things Yvonne are awesome!

Yvonne Osborne said...

Galen,
This is what I've been missing.....a comment from you!