... it is early in the morning, pass the cup of milk and coffee on the left hand, push the right to plant lavender, making sure that there are no bees or hornets to work (and there are always disturbing and should not be), grab a branch, tighten the barrel, scroll to the flowers and thin leaves (the flowers, with a the most beautiful colors I can imagine, the palm goes gently, though) and then breathe the perfume that you borrow on your fingers.
Lavender has a smell that loves you.
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