Lovely Lavender

Whenever I hear the word lavender, I can't help but think of France...lavender fields in Provence. The lavender growing in a park down the street from where we live. Lavender stalks for sale in a summer Paris street market.

At the flea market a few weeks ago, I pulled some old linen sheets from a trunk and out sprinkled a handful of lavender buds--lavender not only lends a nice scent to fabric, it protects it from moths, too.

The color lavender also makes me think of France. The lavender letters in this little embroidery booklet. The lavender of this toile de Jouy fabric. I like to take it out and look at it, but it's very old--I think it's the oldest piece of fabric that I have--so I don't know if I'll ever have the courage to cut into it or make something with it. But it deserves more than to be folded away in the corner of an armoire, so I thought I'd share it with you here.