Childhood memory

The smell of lavender takes me right back to my childhhod. Our house in London had a huge lavender bush either side of the front door. One of my most enduring memories is of my mum sitting at her Singer treadle sewing machine making lavender bags,

[Hazel]

Lovely shot of the lavender.

[Judith Johnson]

Quite surreal, I love the feeling of movement.

[Yvonne L]

Nice lines :-)