July 13, 2015


July 13, 2015 {194/365} Lavande

This week, in honor of La Fête Nationale/Bastille Day, I'm celebrating la vie française chez moi. Today, we're au jardin. Every year, I try to grow lavender. I love the fragrance, the color, the taste -- it's a Proustian sensory memory that immediately transports me to the south of France. But let's face it, the weather in Wisconsin doesn't compare to the climate en Provence. I'll never have enough blossoms to make soap or a sachet or lavender ice cream, but if I'm lucky, I can pick sprig or two to brighten a stormy day or a glass of lemonade.