As I am winding down for the day, my thoughts turn toward bedtime rituals. One delight I revel in when I need to relax is a lavender bath, followed by lavender lotion, and a spritz of lavender linen spray on my pillow.


While in Oregon, Lydia and I spent a night at Hoffman Hills, a charming cottage B & B in the Columbia River Gorge area, smack dab on a lavender farm. I can't imagine a more idyllic spot, or one more relaxing and conducive to rest.
Rows of lavender, before the blooms
As Fanny Dashwood would say, "O! A cottage! How charming! A little cottage is always very snug."
Atop the lavatory sat a supply of pampering products, all lavender-scented.
The bathtub, one luxury lacking in dorm life
Invitation to relax
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