I have a passion for lavender. I have a failure at growing it.
I broke down and bought a plant last spring.
I failed at making it grow.
I forgot about it and left it outside in the cold.
I found it "dead" and felt remorseful.
I gave it the only sunny spot in my house.
I talked to it and gave it love.
Unlike most humans, it forgave me and is giving back.
I dream of its soft scent to fill my olfactory senses.
Hope blooms in all things.
Have a peaceful, scented weekend, y'all......