Took a ride out to Squim to check out the lavender festival and the lavender farms. At the farms there were rows and rows of beautiful lavenders. We cut a beautiful bunch of sprigs. My whole house smelled of lavenders just from those cuttings. Of course I had to paint them. I not only did this painting but two other larger paintings in different poses. My studio still has that aroma of the lavender scent even though they are starting to dry. Beautiful flowers, wonderful scent, thank you God.