Â Or should it be, On The Trail of Purple? There seems to be a sudden popularity for the color purple. At least it is new to me. You find it referred to all over blog world in such places as Gypsy Purple Gypsy PurpleÂ and Perfect BoundÂ Â perfect bound: domino sneak peak + purple. I even realized that I have a few touches of purple in my own home in a runner on my dining room table, a bunch of dried hydrangias in a vase and, right now, cut lavender from my yardÂ in pots here and there.
Â Speaking of purple, lavender is at its peak right now here in Provence (she reported live from deep within the heart of lavender country) and because it has gotten hot in the last few days, I’m thinking that there won’t be much lavender around for much longer so even though I was tired from a late night of partying and watching fire works, I made myself drive to Valensole, the home of the lavender festival. I passed masses of lavender growing in fields on the way and the fragrance wafted its way into my car on my way to the village.Â The festivalÂ was packed with people and there was booth after booth of products made of lavender and, yes, all things purple.
What is it about these neat, clean smelling rows that fill your heart with happiness?
Â Free bouquets of lavender were handed out at the festival
Â I didn’t buy any of this but I liked that label
Â I don’t use soap anymore-just liquid gel-but sometimes I buy some just to make my bathroom smell good.
Aren’t these cute? They areÂ little pillows filled with lavender to put in drawers to make the items inside smell like lavender. I think they are too pretty to hide away in a drawer.