I think most of us are taken back to a time or place by certain scents - I know I am and the lovely scent of lavender takes me right back to my childhood, sitting on my grand mother's knee as she always smelt of lavender.
Still to this day, when I crush some of the leaves or run my fingers through the flowers, I remember this wonderful old lady with her snow white hair worn in a bun - it was incredibly long and my sister and I would often beg her to allow us to brush it when she let it down.
It is one of my favourite flowers to have in the garden and I often pick loads of the flowers to put into bowls around the house.