This has to be one of my favourite places in the world. I would quite happily visit our local lavender farm every day. The scent is amazing. The buzzing of the insects is calming. To top it all, the sun was out and there was just the merest breeze to keep us cool. Just the kind of weather I would choose for a visit.
The bee hives next to the rows of lavender had a cloud of bees around them. Imagine the taste of the honey!
We met up with much-loved cousins, which added to the joy of the day.
Acres and acres of the most beautiful colour. I really don’t think I could tire of this view.
Last year, we visited this farm and the wonderful willow tunnel was only a framework. This year it has leafed up. Cousins spent time chasing each other through the leafy path, that snaked around.
I came away from today happy, and with a few more lavender plants to add to my collection. Maybe dreaming a little of setting up my own lavender farm. ……. Hey, I can dream.
Oh glorious day!!! Love the willow tunnel!!!
I’m still trying to figure out where I could put a willow tunnel in our garden. We’ve more building work to do, so its going to have to wait until after then. Good excuse to visit this tunnel even more! 😀
I remember your visit last year – it looks such a magical place…If you ever have your lavender farm, I will be your first visiter! Thanks for your kind well wishes Cheryl, they really cheered me up xx
I’ll make sure you get an invite! It would be wonderful. I know exactly how I would run it! Hope you are feeling better.
What a gorgeous place!
The scent is just perfect. I really could spend a lot more time there.
I’m dreaming too! I can smell the lavender 🙂
It was such a fun afternoon. I hope you enjoyed it!
A beautiful day. How I love visiting lavender fields. A joy for all our senses. Such beautiful pictures!
It really does stimulate all the senses. I could quite happily while a few hours away in one of these lavender fields.
A field of lavender – wow! I have never seen such a thing, and I am utterly bewitched. What a gift to the senses that field must be. I would have to be dragged out of it, and STILL I would be taking photos.
So beautiful.
I threatened to take my tent last year. If I’m missing for awhile then you’ll know where I am!