I thought it to be a simple project. I would paint my front door to give my entrance a lift. It would take one afternoon and add color to my life. I could not have been more wrong. The challenge was in the perfect shade of blue I desired. I literally weaken at the knees when I view the shade of blue painted on the shutters and doors in the South of France. French‐themed websites and Pinterest Boards are adorned with this color.
With my love for lavender firmly established, it only makes sense that I would want to grow it. However I have not succeeded in such an endeavour in the past. It seems to flourish beautifully throughout the south of France – so what’s my problem? Oh, how to grow lavender in Florida?
A trip of a lifetime found me ordering my first cup of tea – (from hereafter spelled in French – thé) with croissants at a café in Paris. A tepid drink devoid of flavor was served and to my shock had a 4-euro price tag.