Good as gold.

Remember my sweet spring seedlings? The basil’s now filling out nicely in a pot and the violas are showing off their tiny, sunny blooms in the garden beds. Sadly, my attempt at growing lavender ended poorly – not one survived past seedling-hood. Luckily, there are lavender-smart folks who know what they’re doing, and they’re only a short drive away.

Weir’s Lane Lavender & Apiary is a small local farm specializing in lavender and bee-related products. I’d originally intended to visit with my family this summer, but instead made a solo trip today, which was probably for the best because bees love lavender blooms, and my kids do not love bees. (They love the idea of bees, but are wrongly convinced that bees will go out of their way to sting small children. I have explained the difference between bees and mosquitoes but I don’t think it’s sunken in yet).

In any case, I enjoyed wandering the lavender fields, chatting with super-friendly staff and visiting the store, which looked and smelled positively divine. The helpful woman tending the store told me the lavender-infused honey tasted “like gold”. My arm didn’t require further twisting. I bought it. I ate it. She was right.

Perhaps I should leave the lavender-growing to those who know how to spin it into gold?