I've got a whole crop of lavender drying in the studio bathtub. It smells like a French field around here. I've started wearing berets and gnawing baguettes.
I'm totally lying. It does smell great but I haven't been pretending I'm French. I've been wiped out flat. Last week, while gardening, I've had a reaction to something that's swelled up my wrists like elephant trunks. This has not only been extremely attractive, but really comfortable too.
I'm like a freaking anti-itch cream poster child. Anyway, just contemplating all the Christmas sachets I should stuff with these beautiful herbs.
My neighbor told me to compost this. If you want to save lavender apparently you're supposed to do it in the late summer before the shoots are already dried on the plant.
Well I'm clueless and it looks like the exact stuff I buy every year at the market so I'm going to be a rebel and use it anyway.
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