My grandmother always planted lavender in her flower beds. I didn't have much use for her beds as a kid. My poppy's vegetable patch with its asparagus that grew so quick i could cut a new batch every day dominated my attention. The lavender though, tempted me. Sometimes i'd steal a sprig of the purple flowers and when ever gran wasn't looking and rub it across the space between my nose and lip. mmmm
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