But lavender ticks off all the boxes for gratification:
- They are fragrant - subtle yet pronounced in presence.
- They require minimal care, and are just as stunning fresh as they are dried.
- Most importantly, they are purple.
When tickets had sold out due to capacity limits last year, I postponed the bucket item list for fulfillment the following year, as the harvest of the purple plant was limited to the month of July.
That said, let it be known that one should satisfy lavatory needs prior to stepping foot on the farm. No pity shall be had.
The greenhouse also supported the growth of other flowers, including rose geranium and marigold. Witnessed in the farm's gift shop were beauty and household cleaning products featuring the former.
Still, there were, of course, designated areas for photo-taking. A wooden frame and two-step staircase, both painted in the same glorious shade of royal purple, were positioned at the farm's east end, allowing visitors to capture their desired take before rows and rows of stout, flourishing shrubs.
Our previous visit had seen temporary halting of samples, such that customers would not be tempted to remove their face coverings. This year, the mandate is no longer in effect, and the sampling station has been reinstated.
Washrooms are passable in terms of cleanliness, though liquid soap was depleted in the accessible stall. It pains me that Kimberly-Clark sheets are still yet to be replaced with sturdy, commercial-grade rolls. (Are they easier to refill? Lowered risk of losing the roll dispenser key?)
A variety of merchandise stocked the shelves, ranging from signature roasts to monogrammed accessories. We opt out of drink and snack purchases, for its diminishing array of little interest to us. Furthermore, the customers before us were far too tardy in their actions for schedule accommodation.