Washington Lavender Farm, Sequim, WA
Many, many years ago I grew lavender in my garden. I liked the graceful look of its purple spires, and I adored its refreshing spicy fragrance that wafted up across the yard. But, unlike the rest of my herbs, which I constantly snipped for the kitchen, my lavender just sat there looking pretty.
It’s said that aromas can remain with us and trigger memories for a lifetime. I know this is true. I clearly remember the clean, sweet herb scent of lavender sachets wafting up whenever my beautiful, gentle mother slid open the drawers or her highboy dresser or dabbed Yardley English Lavender cologne behind her ears.
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