SAZL Scenes: Ashcombe and Lavender Farm, Mornington Peninsula

I never understood why my Grandma and aunt loved the smell of lavender. I always find the smell too old or powdery for me. Maybe because I was young at that time. When we visited the lavender farm at Ashcombe, I was astounded with how pretty fresh lavender looks. At first sight, they appear grassy. At another glance, whimsical and graceful against the wind. All the while, they release a subtle, sweet smell, not like those we usually buy commercially at stores. There is something uplifting about looking at a whole bunch of lavender stems, swaying with the wind.