As I walk on gravel road , I hear the whithered leaves cry.
They screech, in anticipation of scare, scared to be flown away by a passing vehicle.
The purple jacaranda blooms, take me back to lavendar farms in France.
I stand and stare at some, as if soaking the perfume of the lavendar.
While I was reliving the aroma, two crows fly close over my head, brushing my hair in a swish.
It brings me back to the present and I realise it close to 7:30 am.
I make a right turn, walking towards home,beginning the day with a smile 🙂
Have a lavender-ful day !
Happiness and sunshine 🙂