"I scrubbed both rooms floor to ceiling, cut new liners for the drawers, and replaced the lavender in the sachet I keep with my underclothes," said Bess.
~ The day the Falls Stood Still by Cathy Marie Buchanan
In another passage, Bess's sister hides a note from her lover in a lavender sachet. What a good idea.
How often do I read about lavender sachets in a novel? Never, but I did last week while Anna and I were making these.
Fragrant, freshly harvested lavender from our garden fills Anna's soft handkerchief linen sachets. The luscious scent lasts for years. I've had one in my drawer for more than three, and it still smells wonderful.
Anna's embroidered bees head toward her signature French knotted lavender blooms.
- Lavender's green, dilly, dilly, Lavender's blue,
- If you love me, dilly, dilly, I will love you.
- Let the birds sing, dilly, dilly, And the lambs play;
We shall be safe, dilly, dilly, out of harm's way.
~17th Century English Nursery Rhyme