I have finally found a lavender cultivar (πΏππ£ππππ’ππ πππ‘πππππππ ‘πβππππππππ’) that takes the abuse of our Winters and snow plows. It sits perky and bushy next to a line of daffodils (ππππππ π π’π βπΎπππ π΄πππππβ πππ βπΌππ πΉππππππ β) along the fence that protects one of our gardens from marauding deer, rabbits, woodchucks and other creatures that would feast on my vegetables and fruits. Grabbing one of its fragrant stems, its scent is thick and comforting. Another sign that Spring is here.