I just had to translate Swedish tourism where one of the sights was a field of wild garlic, whose Swedish name does not indicate that it is garlic so they kept explaining how wild garlic was related to garlic, besides waxing lyrical about the beautiful flowers and the gentle fragrance and the time of year you could see this beautiful wonder. Round here the stuff grows in the verges on every lane, and stinks. Though I do make pesto out of it.
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Date: 2020-04-17 08:43 am (UTC)I just had to translate Swedish tourism where one of the sights was a field of wild garlic, whose Swedish name does not indicate that it is garlic so they kept explaining how wild garlic was related to garlic, besides waxing lyrical about the beautiful flowers and the gentle fragrance and the time of year you could see this beautiful wonder. Round here the stuff grows in the verges on every lane, and stinks. Though I do make pesto out of it.