:: sweet scents of lavendula ::

Last Sunday, Jason was asked to play at a local festival to be held at the Swiss-Italian lavender farm known as "Lavendula". I had never been before, and after driving through dry winding rocky hills, stumbling upon this little Italian oasis of a place was such a thrill!

It was a very European experience. Italian-speaking Swiss immigrants built the rustica in golden stone and ran a dairy farm for 4 generations from the 1860s. Twenty years ago it was sold, bought and renovated with the intention to restore it's simple Italian architecture and to open up a lavender farm. They do their own distilling and sell dozens of gorgeous products.

I was kicking myself that I didn't bring my proper camera, so I had to use my poor phone to death (ignore the occasional error bloop). I managed to snap most of these serene pictures before the place was humming with about 500 people, loads of amazing food and great music from my hubby & co (which I sadly didn't get a photo of, whoops)!

{oodles of sweetness around every corner}

 

{dried lavender hung along underneath the entire porch} {view from inside the barn}

{loved the boule playing area and the naive chairs}

{cutest cafe ever} {Jason chose a sweet pink grapefruit soda in the perfect bottle}

{lavender fields in the background ~ swoon}

{barn} {this little pooch was intently listening to a guitarist seated just in front of him. Sweet!}

{fruity teas!} {lavender marinated roast lamb with nectarine chutney on turkish bread}

{they also make lavender honey}

{first picture - not many bees} {second picture - ALL bees}

So all in all, I had the best day wandering around, sniffing till I nearly fell asleep, and imagining I was in a place far, far away.

xo