The other evening just before sunset, I was able to steal a couple of rare, quiet moments watching a bee flit from lavender blossom to lavender blossom. The little guy even allowed me to take his portrait, although he refused to sit still...too busy to steal a couple quiet moments for himself I suppose.
The lavender swayed in the breeze and the smell was intoxicating.
So I clipped a few to savor inside.
I think the smell is even better inside the kitchen.