….. October 22nd, when Gaddafis family mourns, our fighters is going home and we discusses and speculate over the strange new world we now inhabit, than to look at the plants and herbs which grows here and have lasted through man and gods, kings and conquerors, acting as prophylactics and cures, as tastes and pleasures which go back to the beginning of existence?
Some of which we found when we came here to Paradise; as the wild fig and apple tree and the lavender, which grows around us and provides that unforgettable smell unique to our Paradise.
Purple lavender is a beautiful thing,
flowering in violet,
in winter or spring.
The leaves vary from silver to green,
it grows wild here in the North,
and of wild herbs it’s king.
Flowers are white, purple, or pink,
but only the purple,
makes you mind stop and think.
Songs and stories, have come down through time,
of the purple lavender,
in it’s inhospitable climes.
If you’re ever in Denmark, come check it out,
cause the purple lavender,
is what the North is about.