The first picture above was taken in the garden of Tom's family home. That lavender row, in full sunlight, was quite something to behold. It was swarming with bees and smelled divine. While we stayed there, Clare let me use a wooden watercolour paint box that had belonged to her parents who were both artists. I mooched around in the garden, painting a few of the plants for as long as I could handle the sun. Needless to say, it was a very good way to spend a morning.
Back in Wellington, I found I had a little dried lavender left although it's not from Clare's plants, it's from the Marlborough Sounds. I made it into a pair of drawer sachets, in honour of our lavendery holiday and those busy bees.
I found this photo on Pinterest recently- do you think it could be real? I think it would make a calming place to walk, if so.