pick three things
eight years ago our family fell in love with a tiny village in a forgotten rural corner of languedoc in southern france (my long time followers will know all about this). ever since, we have been going back and forth as often as we can, spending anywhere from two weeks to six months in an unfashionable, slightly impoverished corner of mediterranean france. earlier this year, my husband sneaked off for a quick writing-related visit, and he came back with these three pieces of contraband, slipped through customs, that happen to be a three-part sensual distillation of that part of the world for us: wild fennel, wild thyme, and lavender. in the north woods of minnesota it would probably be cedar, balsam, and spruce. i’m so curious: what are your three primal plants that define where you are from?
wild fennel, wild thyme, and wild lavender from autignac, france