I took a stomp through deep snow and drifts to check on my lavender still resting dormant inside my little greenhouse. It will be many weeks before it awakes.
And I took a hike out to the far edge of the secret garden where lavender also grows and to the western lavender streams still very much asleep under its cozy snow blanket.
Everything still in a deep winter’s sleep, I retreated inside where I store my dried lavender bundles. After pulling back the protective covers off the storage baskets, I took in a deep breath. Temporarily contented I wait patiently.
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