The other day I was admiring a row of Lavandula angustifolia in The Buns’ garden. “I was just thinking” I said to Mrs Bun, who was troubled that I had drifted into some kind of pollen induced coma “that you can’t beat good old English lavender.” Relieved that the body inaction was just due to brain over-action she replied “Definitely, I so agree”. It was decided.
Today on Button Moon I wondered if I had been a little rash in pinning down my affections to just one species. This French lavender, Lavandula stoechas, was doing its utmost to sway my opinion. And it succeeded.
I have determined that they are both wonderful. You don’t always have to have a favourite. And you can always change your mind. It is decided.