next to one of the urban buildings there is a row of lavender bushes. now that we’ve moved i pass them on the way to and from our new building and each time, i breathe in their wonderful scent. scent is one of the most powerful triggers of memory for me and every time i smell lavender i am taken back to the south of france where i was fortunate enough to spend some time during my childhood.
the heat of the sun bearing down on my shoulders, the dust from dirt roads kicking up around my bare feet, and fields of the brightest purple lavender as far as the eye can see.
take me back.
speaking of lavender…have you ever had lavender lemonade? it’s delicious.
to make it from scratch you just need water, lemons and sugar. bring to a simmer in a saucepan and throw in five or six fresh pieces of lavender. if you’re using dried lavender, put it in a tea ball. let sit for a bit and then cool, and add a sprig of lavender for garnish.
for more specific instructions check out this recipe. (last 2 images from there as well).