It was inevitable; I knew it was coming, but nothing had really mentally prepared me for it when the moment came...
I'm out of homegrown garlic! Sob!
I went to the pantry last night and there they were, the last of last season's paltry harvest, merrily sprouting away. And there's no more to be had now until December. Shocking!
I won't buy the bleached imported Chinese garlic and the thought of the little tubs of bland ready-minced garlic is a bit much for me, so I guess I'm just going to have to wait now until the new season stuff come in from the more northern climes and ignore the fact that it's been trucked in from interstate. Sigh. Just when my kale and silverbeet is starting to produce too.