:::::bear garlic flowersI rode my bike toward the Englischer Garten to play frisbee and found myself disoriented. I haven’t ridden my bike since last Summer and I regret I didn’t ride more often. The city is gorgeous on a bicycle: cool breeze, green canopy, flowing Isar water… However, it was a bit of a distance especially with the wrong turn on Max-Ludwig Strasse up a steady hill. During the entire ride, it smelled of garlic and onions. Alahndro said it was Bärlauch or bear/wood garlic. It was all over the Englischer Garten and people are known to make pesto with it, among other things. He said that it is close to the end of the season for Bärlauch so it wasn’t so strong when we picked an individual leaf to smell. Or perhaps are noses were so overwhelmed to begin with. It’s just another example of how fleeting things are here. There is always something new that you are bound to miss if you keep yourself bound in-doors.
interesting…. go to the garden and pick garlic?