Poem -
Wild Garlic
it's that time of year again folks ..
I love
wild garlic time
of year ..
I love the taste
and smell of it ..
I love
The sound
of the stream
that feeds
and nurtures it ..
I love
wild garlic
as a garnish,
in salads
and in stews ..
Or whisked into
a green
and creamy two
goose egg omelette ..
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Comments
Again you bring alive a simple thing in so few words. On a particular community call years ago, the drive was through lush contryside filled with wild garlic. You took me back...to work...you buggerđ x
I love a good forage on the way to work .. glad you felt it too :) x