Lavender Craze

Today we went to a lavender festival in the little town of Sequim, which is about two hours northwest of us. We visited various farms which had tons of lavender growing, as well as little tents of stuff for sale. The place with the barn had a square dance going on. No, I didn't join. They looked like they really knew what they were doing. Most of the ladies were wearing short poofy skirts which had the strange effect of making their waists look big and their legs skinny. Interesting. Another place where I picked a bouquet of lavender had this annoying rocky funky band playing the most repetitive, grating non-music. Definitely not my idea of lavender friendly music! The actual town of Sequim had a whole street lined with tents selling everything from lavender stuff to crafts to food to harps to paintings. The usual street fair stuff. There were a lot of people there. But I'm proud of myself -- I only bought the bouquet I picked! The real treat was seeing those beautiful rows of lavender and smelling their delicate fragrance on the breeze.