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Lavender Memories Part 2

Back in April, I posted a blog called Lavender Memories, where I wrote about looking forward to the reopening of Lavender Acres at 2000 N McDermott Rd. A couple of weeks ago, I was thrilled to receive a postcard from them, announcing they were open for the months of June and July.
I was out there today, enjoying the fragrance of all the different types of lavender. The owner, Donna, is so sweet—she makes everyone feel welcome the moment you step on the farm. Also, she is very knowledgeable about lavenders. She leads a tour of their 80 varieties of plants and I learned so much. For instance:
  • Lavender is part of the mint family.
  • There are 300 different types of lavender
  • Lavenders have square stems
They also have a quaint gift shop that sells lavender lemon shortbread, cookbooks, and lotions. If you didn’t think you could eat lavender and enjoy it, you will definitely change your mind when you sample lavender lemonade and iced tea.
Also, conversations out there start up easily—I met two women from Texas, who are related to an organic okra farmer. I also found out that Donna has had visitors from Australia and South Africa.    
One of the great things about the farm is the atmosphere—I don’t know if it’s because of the lavender, but you feel relaxed the moment you enter.
I’m going to finish my day enjoying the fragrance of the different variety of sample lavenders from the tour.  Now, there’s a couple of weekends left in July, so I’m sure this won’t be my last visit! 

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