Lavender will always remind me of my mum. I remember so clearly how mum used to have a small pouch of dried lavender in her clothes drawers to keep them smelling nice, and every time I smell lavender now it brings back that memory ! After taking in the sights of Great Ocean Road and the 12 Apostles, our next pitstop was to frolic amongst the lavender fields at Lavandula Swiss Italian Farm in Daylesford. Yep Tim wanted to frolic… and what kind of wife would I be to deny him his dream of swanning around flower fields.
I had read that Daylesford is such a charming little place to visit, with old pubs, historic buildings and flowerbeds lining the streets. It was exactly as I had imagined, the people were so friendly and it had all the charm of a small country town.
It was by no accident that our visit to Daylesford coincided with Lavender season and I couldn’t wait to see these lavender fields for myself.
On a side note – Soooooo many bees!! They were everywhere, you could hear them in the air as you walked through the property. Luckily it was beautiful enough that we put up with it and strolled as much of the property as we could fit into our afternoon. The story behind the farm is really incredible and if you do happen to be stopping by, pop in and have a smell for yourself, you won’t be disappointed (well maybe at the bees, but you have to take the good with the bad!).