I have the most beautiful places to write. When I’m at my writing desk, I look out the window and see two rectangular Lavender beds. In the summer, the buzzing of bees creates a noticeable hum as thousands of them hover over the flowers and sip the sweet nectar. When a gentle breeze wafts through the open windows, the scent of the flowers hangs in the air and reaches my nose. It creates a calm haven as I write, transporting me to the fields of Lavender I remember from traveling to Provence, in Southern France. I have always loved Lavender for its beauty and scent, but I didn’t realize how interesting its history was until I began writing The Suitcase Adventures: Paris-Behind the Peacock Gates.

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