To come across a large stand of lavender in full bloom, to see the pale violet whorls held up on stems which rise above the silvery foliage, to hear the deepening buzz of honeybees moving between the flowerets—all of it, a dreamy lull on even the most sunny of days. But then to breathe the breath of lavender as it floats its way up to the nose—Ahhhh…. Yes, you know it. There’s nothing else like it. At once soft, faintly flowery, fresh, and soothing. Lavender beckons we bring ourselves to recline the days and nights away.