Wild Onions

Wild onions just to the right of the sheep's head.

The Laughing Goat (aka the farm) has endless plants.  Grasses, bushes, trees, weeds.  So many.  We've got lovely oaks, hedge parsley, ironweed, goldenrod and even poison ivy (or sumac).  One plant that's prolific, hard, and oh so bold are the innumerable wild onions.  They stand at attention in clumps all over the yard, the pasture and tucked around the trees.  Rigid and dark green, they determinedly clutch the earth defying harvest.

Last fall I was able to pry one out of the ground. Long greens and a tiny white bulb.  Kind of flatish for growing in such tight clumps.  Stirred it up with dinner.  Surprising mild, perhaps tempered by the long, sultry summer.

In the school play fields, these little white flowers are also wild allium.