BigB called to me from the yard about a month ago and said, “I’m trimming the lavender, do you want me to save it?”, and I’m thinking to myself, “I didn’t know we have lavender. Wow. We’re people who harvest lavender!”. So I said to BigB, “Yes, let’s save it”, but inside my head where things get ahead of themselves (get it?), I’m already planning next year’s harvest and how I’ll press oils and make soap and extracts and lavender pillows and then I’ll travel around to craft fairs selling my wares until I’ve saved up enough to open a small store front in a little seaside village, and tourists will come in and visit me and my cat and I’ll sell them stuff. Maybe I’ll even advertise our spare room on Air B&B so that millennials can visit, for a fair price, and experience the thrill of a a lavender harvest for themselves. And I’ll wear long flowy skirts, lavender colored, and wispy scarves. I’ll let my hair go white. I’ll meet the other villagers at the local diner where tourists don’t really go, and we’ll eat grilled cheese sandwiches and talk small town politics in Yankee accents.
But until then, does anyone have any idea what I’m supposed to do with this stuff? It’s not as smelly as I thought it would be and it doesn’t look that pretty. Also, it occurred to me that you probably either have to press it for oil OR dry it out, but you probably can’t get oil from dried out lavender, am I right?
There’s always next year.