Sachet fragrance

Usage examples of lavender.

At the edge of the woods, the tall stems of goldenrod, low masses of blue ageratum, black-eyed Susans, and lavender asters, all tangled with binding vines of pink morning glory just closing its flowers.

At certain seasons the wind from the north that was called the Chafer scoured the stuff free and hurled it high overhead, where it stained the clouds for days, and tinted the rainfall a fine lavender hue.

Finally, though, as the last bright sliver of the sun vanished, lighting up the sky in a glorious blaze of reds and greens and lavender, Macklin and Cissy reined up their horses.

Flower beds along the front held lavender, rosemary, and cistus -- three of the few shrubs that the deer would leave alone.

Her hair had been bound into long dreadlocks, each of them dyed a different shade, ranging from a deep lavender to pale blues and greens to pure white, so that it almost seemed that her hair had been formed from glacial ice.

Her sturdy body, which showed a lot more curves out of her blues, was decked out in a pair of pegged lavender pants, a snug purple top and a floaty sort of jacket that picked up both colors in thin stripes.

Ralph Lauren: a summer-weight cardigan, tailored blouse, pencil skirt, and pearls, all set off with lavender stilettos that had a girly bow across the vamp.

Long flowering spikes of Gladiolus, in shades of glorious purples ranging from lavender to fuchsia invited her to open her eyes just to admire their stunning beauty.

Mixed in with them were orange zinnias and lavender gladiolus that dipped toward the ground.

Twirling in front of the mirror in a lavender jaconet morning dress trimmed with green ribbons, she wished George was there to see it.

Barbary partridges could be heard: the air was filled with the scent of lavender and lentiscus and a hundred other aromatic shrubs hot in the sun.

The sight of the clear blue lake only steps away from the house lulled her to an even more relaxed state as she peered out over her surroundings to the lavender sky above.

Her lambent lavender gaze passed mildy over all of them, then she took the packet young Wanasi was thrusting at her, broke it open, and read what Ramanarrahnet had written.

Littlepage, in a prim nightgown of white nainsook beneath a lavender flannel wrapper.

Victoria, with mild astonishment, while she stepped out of her felt slippers, placed her lavender flannel wrapper at the foot of the bed, and stretched her unconfined body, in the nainsook night-gown, between the fleecy blankets and embroidered sheets.