A WHIFF OF LAVENDER
During the last few days I’ve been busy making and
filling lavender bags – it’s that time of year! Cutting the long stalks,
rubbing them between my fingers and thumb, scooping the small mauve flowers
into bags, and finally securing with pull-together threads or tying with
ribbons. Our bush has surpassed itself this year, giving a wonderful display
and perfume – I can’t resist breaking off snippets to sniff and put in a pocket
when I pass by down the garden!
My very first lavender bag came from the next county – Norfolk – I kept it as a
souvenir from a holiday about 60 years ago… I can see it now – a purple heart
shape with a little bow attached for decoration.
When we lived in France my husband planted a lavender hedge from seed which was
very successful and made a lovely border to a long flower bed. French lavender
is quite different to the English variety – still attractive but without the
strong scent.
My grandmother always kept lavender bags in drawers amongst her clothes and
also tied them with ribbons to place on coat hangers in her wardrobe.
Definitely the two smells or ‘whiffs’ I can recall from her bedroom are eau de
cologne and lavender!
I’ll attach a couple of photos – one of our Lincolnshire lavender bush and one
of the hedge grown from seed in France, and finally a very recent photo of a
few of this year’s crop of lavender bags
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