The other evening we drove not an hour away to the lavender fields of the Valensole Plateau. They were completely ripe. We roved these rows feeling wonder, all senses rapt. The whir of bees buzzing set the tone, intoxicating air. Romy even got a sting we were so far in the lavender.
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These are my favorite all time lavender pictures. They tell a story.
Lovely girls in lovely lavender!
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