The Sequim Lavender Festival planted stars in my eyes before we moved here. So many of the lavender farms have that dreamy, picturesque beauty that fills lifestyle fantasies. For me it’s almost Martha-Stewart-meets-Alice-in-Wonderland. Too crazy good to be true. But it isn’t, at least during Lavender Weekend and most of summer. This is Oliver’s Lavender Farm.
The location is glorious and the grounds are so well groomed. A place this gorgeous needs a combination of staff and obsession. And a fistful of green thumbs, too. I love wandering through such a beautiful farm. Before moving here I held high hopes that some of it might rub off on me.
This is the home that greets you as you arrive at Oliver’s. Really, can’t you just imagine moving in? Help me, Martha!
I have been following your lavender postings over the last few day. It looks like a enjoyable time of the year.
A stunning spot for this purple growth. What’s the aroma of lavender? Is it overwhelming?
It does look like the setting of a romantic fairytale! It’s beautiful!
What a beautiful place!
A really beautiful scene!
I think that I would spend most of my time in the gazebo.