what a wonderful afternoon

spent among the fields of lavender lane farm

at the lavender harvest festival

 live jazz played in the field

bouquets were cut to take

 soaps, and lotion, and oils purchased

a picnic

of freshly made french food

and lavender lemonade

 enjoyed with friends

 all while floating

on a wavy sea of purple.

–

“forgiveness is the smell that lavender gives out when you tread on it”

-mark twain