The strange discoveries you make when you walk in the garden. A few days ago I saw paper luminaries. Today as I was walking home, I didn't see anything special, but I smelt garlic. Not the garlic you find in supermarkets, not frying garlic, I mean growing, fresh garlic. It has a very distinctive smell, very pleasant, very soft, it makes you feel both hungry and relaxed. It hasn't feel like summer for quite a while, but it reminded me that we are in summertime.
Still, like the fire hazard of a few days ago, I wonder who is the cause of this. I might be wrong, but I think someone has been growing garlic here. I cannot complain. I love garlic, love its smell in a kitchen, love its taste, I love everything about it but the garlic breath it leaves. But I can live with it, since I enjoy the other aspects so much. Anyway, I love walking in the garden, it's one of the little quiet moments I am particularly fond of in a day. The smell of fresh garlic was an added pleasure this evening.
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I love garlic and try to use it in as many recipes as I can...it also keeps the vampires astray :-)
Il y a peut-être un vampire, ou un chasseur de vampire, dans le coin...
We have a plant here that is used in landscaping called 'society garlic'! It's a pretty little plant, but it smells strong. You can smell that's nearby before you can see that it is, ha! Maybe your neighbor will share their garlic with you and you can use it to cook something up! Now I'm getting hungry!
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