Tuesday, November 24, 2009
On the way from the airport back to my mother's house in Addiscombe, we stopped at this lavender-growing operation, a large field that appeared to billow with a soft carpet of intense purple. The lavender was being organically grown and sold in dried bunches for a small temporary shop set up by the field. There were also lavender soaps, oils, and other products.
Between each row of lavender was a path, and visitors were encouraged to walk around and snap photographs. Purple lines of plants seemed to blend into each other and stretch out to the horizon; bees buzzed and hovered as if stoned by the smell of the flowers.
For this photo I lay on my belly in one of the paths between the rows of plants, and placed the camera on the ground. A forest of lavender appears to tower around me.