The Smell of Forgiveness

195 :: Garlic Harvest

These three, helping me.
Bringing the garlic in again.
Another nine-month season of growing,
coming full circle.

Oh, I have so many thoughts about growing garlic. But this year, garlic speaks to me of forgiveness.

Taking a single clove from last year’s
soil and pushing it into the ground
just before winter
and hoping it will grow it into a new, full head –
come what may.

Through autumn leaves falling,
and snow storms,
and spring cold,
it grows silently
or maybe sits and waits
underground,
offering at last
in deep summer,
the smell of forgiveness.

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