When I first moved to my current house, I bought a lavender plant in the fall and stuck it somewhere, doubtful it would make it. To my surprise it did, and was very happy the following spring and summer. So I bought three more. Miraculously (at least to my mind) they made it through our very rought-for-the-area winter, and this spring all four of them are sending tiny shoots of blossoms to wave at me when I walk by!
So this morning I went out with some scissors and, remembering what I had read in my old Felicity books, looked for blossoms that hadn't completely opened yet - as apparently they are the best for drying and the most fragrant. The robin had a conniption and tried every trick in the book to get me away from its nest and when that didn't work started dive-bombing my head. (It had better watch out because my husband owns guns.) Despite the obnoxious bird, I was able to collect a decent handful of lavender flowers.
Then in I went to my craft room to pull out some little decorative bottles my husband found at the Seminary free store, and which I have wanted to put on my kitchen windowsill but haven't yet gotten around to. The lavender spikes went in one and the rest went marching across the sill like obedient little sentries of decoration.
My apologies for not getting this posted sooner. I've had it written and in my drafts box for a week. However the internet hasn't been cooperating. I don't know if its the weather, or Memorial Day Weekend, or just our internet is being a twerp.