These are the pot onions. No, not onions you smoke, onions I'm growing in a pot. For Christ's sake, pay attention!
The largest one in the top picture is about two inches across. However, from reading other blogs, I'm finding out size doesn't matter. Although, my wife....anyway, back to the onions.
How in the name of all that is good and holy do I know when they're done? I looked for one of those little plastic pop-ups like you get in a turkey, but no luck. Apparently, these are the "gardener" variety, where you're suppose to know what you're doing, as opposed to the "greenhorn" variety, where you're utterly clueless. I think the greenery is suppose to die back, but then I read about bolting, which I still have no idea what in the hell that is. It has something to do with tastes great, less filling tastes crappy. I'm pretty sure lightning might be involved.
Then there is a whole drying process, which is another post, I'm sure.
P.S. My previous post on my trip to see Spurs play in San Jose is by far my most popular. Thanks to the newsgroups that posted the link. But never fear, faithful few, we're all about the plants here. With a little Spurs thrown in for comfort.