One of my favorite memories from my Europe trip last summer was walking through lavender fields in the Provence region of France. Every whiff of lavender that comes near me since then has brought me right back to that lavender farm, when all was right with the world, my nostrils happily burning with a day-long scent of that warm, purple plant.
In the midst of the 24-hour pity party I had yesterday, I smelled lavender drifting in from my window. Strange, given that no one around us grows lavender. I'm going to buy some lavender plants tomorrow, I decided.
And here we are, 12:14 on a Wednesday afternoon, and I just bought two wonderful pots of lavender. It requires full sunlight, so the first I moved to a nicer pot and planted on my deck, and the second right outside my bedroom window.
Yum. A summer full of Popcorn Dayness, here I come!
I love it!! I'm so proud of you!
ReplyDeleteI love the scent of lavender-very relaxing! At yoga she offers us lavender scented cloths at the end to put over our eyes and at home I have lavender lotion that I put on every night and do a little yoga stretching before bed. Hope you can smell it through your window!
ReplyDeleteMom, now Brian can harvest that lavender oil for you for free. Hehehe.
ReplyDeleteisn't it great? i can't resist going out and smelling them a couple times each day. one of these days i'll probably just sit on the deck with the pot in my lap, just smelling. i wouldn't put it past me.
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