A vignette of a pond in a forest in late winter.
Superimposed is the text:
"The taste of wild garlic"
You don't have to use the prompt phrase, it's merely a launching pad for your imagination. Although I'm looking forward to some wild garlic poems. π
Since wild garlic is not known everywhere you might as well scratch "wild".
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Looking forward to your pieces. π
The ground still lies bare but under last year's dead leaves fresh, green shoots give of a distinct scent β wild and heady.
This week's #FaeSense is:
#TheTasteOfWildGarlic
Can't wait to taste the 1st leaves.
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