Somewhere in time a little girl danced with her friends and for a moment all was right with the world. —Dominick
View post →We were going to see the lavender. When I think of Provence, in southern France, I think of large waving fields of lavender, ablaze in purple glory. I imagine myself sauntering through the fields, running my hands lightly over the violet blossoms, blissfully soaking in the Provencal sunshine and the intoxicating aroma. I would be […]
View post →Remember my lavender post? The buds have since bloomed and are they are now the stomping grounds of my new friends the bees. This pair of ‘early bird’ bees were already busy at work just as the sun was coming up. –Despina
View post →And I sat down to draw in my yard and chose the lavender as my subject. Up against the white wall, unassuming and not yet flowering. Nothing more than a shrub, really. I thought it looked lovely. -Despina
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