The Lavender Fields in Provence are incredibly intoxicating. Over the years, we have made the hour and a half drive many many times, hoping to hit the lavender fields at their fullest bloom, at the right moment of utter glory.
Today we did it.
I could not stop inhaling the perfume and literally my eyes hurt from the overload of color.
I am teasing sort of.
Today was the day I have been dreaming about.
We went to Mousiters Saint Marie and hiked to the chapel. Of course we took the rough, rugged, hardest trail up. Of course! Of course I was in a dress with sandals, so not dressed for the occassion. Of course I held on to French Husband's arm as if I would die any minute if I did not. The fear of falling is my problem these days.
Our friend Allison was with us. She soaked in every detail. Such a trooper on the slippery slick stone path. Even when a bee stung her, she still smiled and carried on!
The trail down is easier, and as we found out the better trail to go up next time.
So if you are in Moustiers Saint Marie follow the trail on the right, not the left. Unless you like rough rugged adventure.
The view is worth ever inch of the climb.
Tiled rooftops below of Moustiers Saint Marie. Charming out of a movie set though a reality so true in France. I will never grow tired of it. Never.
Do you know back in the day the roof tiles were made on a woman's thigh? The curve and form created like that. When I look at those tiles, and they are everywhere in the south of France, I cannot help thinking that is alot of leg.
The French lavender fields in Provence.
Always in bloom the first part of July.
This year the lavender is in full bloom, hearty, thick, rich.... I daresay the best every!
Field after field, row after row. Incredibly beautiful. Ask French Husband how many times Allison and I shouted, "Stop the car!" then gasped, "Oh my God!"
A couple thousand at least.
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Have you ever cooked with Lavender?