One wet day in March, Audrey and Jason planted some seeds. Those seeds turned into stalks, and a few of those stalks into vines that hug the fence posts. This week, one of those stalks gave way to blooms, purple and plush - the velvet of kings' robes.
Just beneath them are pools of thyme, their sprigs tipped with lavender buds. (The thyme used to neighbor rose bushes that, unfortunately, decided that they had seen enough springs and needn't bother with another. Every single one.)
Then, there is the lavender, itself. My most recent purchase a few weeks ago. Blooms have yet to be seen, but I can't help but notice that we seem to be cultivating an accidental purple garden. The thought makes me smile.