Who knew, did you?
On Sunday I was trying to find a bit of shade in the garden. I was taking a small break from digging and had an icecream bar in one hand (an upside of having a sick kid) and my jug of water in the other. The only mildly shaded area was next to the 3′ tall horseradish so I plopped on the ground next to it. I’d walked by this spot during my usual perambulations through the garden and had thought, a couple of times, that something smelled pretty good in this area. I didn’t put more thought into it than that.
Sitting next to the source of the smell, though, I have to admit it was the horseradish flowers that smelled so good! Goodness knows I hate the stuff but its flowers were surprising. Like horseradish (of course) only sweet.