Greyduster
My lovely late DH - always an optimist, never much of a gardener - won a packet of lavender seeds and a bag of compost at a church fete. I laughed at him when he said he was going to grow them. I laughed on the other side of my face when he managed to raise thirteen strong plants, which are still growing in the form of a small hedge in front of his plum tree! I’ll be giving those a crop tomorrow.
Ahh. Good for him


