Did you know that you don’t have to go all the way to the South of France to be surrounded by beautiful fields of purple lavender.
Last spring I was on one of my weeknight Pinterest binges when I came across an article titled something along the line of “21 places you will not believe are in the UK”. Probably a BuzzFeed article – I’m a sucker for those things!
I clicked on through to the article, scrolling down the list, making mental notes of all the cool stuff there is to see on this island. One being a lavender farm.
After a quick search on Google maps, I had a shortlist of lavender farms within 2 hours drive from our house.
The thing about lavender fields is that you need to visit at the right time. We went in July after the fields had “purpled up”. If you go too early in the season the buds are still grey and green and the fields are not nearly as spectacular.
I kept track of the progress of the ‘purpling’ by checking the farms’ Facebook pages regularly. Hitchin Lavender was really good at updating their page with progress photos, which was super helpful in deciding when to go.
So, one Saturday in July I put on a pretty dress, did my hair and got Riaan into Instagram husband mode with the promise of beer and burgers after we had been to the fields. The fact that he wanted to practice his photo taking skills also worked in my favour. Score!
We drove up to Hitchin Lavender Farm, we chose this one because we wanted to check out St Albans, as a possible area to move to, on the way home. We ended up moving to Greenwich instead, and we are loving it.
Armed with a pair of school scissors and a brown paper bag we wandered through the fields. Stopping every couple of steps to admire the seemingly endless rows of lavender and snip a few stalks to add to the bag.
You’d probably want to avoid the fields if you’re allergic to these little guys. They can be quite cheeky. One of them stung Riaan under the foot, it somehow got between his foot and his flop. I was absolutely no help, you can all keep your feet to yourself thanks.
I think that sting was karma because Riaan laughed at me when I eeeeked at a bee flying by my face, AND he caught it all on camera! The attack of the bee. LOL.
Entrance was less than £5 pp and you could fill your bag (or only take what you need).
If I hadn’t made promises about burgers and beers we would have stayed a bit longer for some fresh scones and tea, but in the warmth of the summer day, a cold beer was definitely a lot more inviting.
OK, just a few more pics and then we’re done, I promise.
Maybe I’ll go back this summer and this time I’ll actually use my pickings in some baked goodies, rather than just let them stand in a vase and look pretty.
Do you guys have any recommendations for some local adventures this summer? I’m thinking of doing some strawberry picking this month.