Cares seem to vanish when you step inside the rustic shop at Willowfield Lavender Farm. Each breath of lavender fills the atmosphere. The inventory of sachet’s, soaps, linen sprays, lotions, teas, wreaths, and colognes brings a refreshing brace of aroma therapy.
Outside, on special days, lavender-loving customers stroll, sniff, and snip with scissors at the phalanxes of spiky white, pink, and purple branches. They sip soothing blends of lavender iced tea as they drink in the quiet beauty of this cottage farm on a warm summer’s day.
The proprietors, ‘Kie’ and ‘Libbe’ O’Connor, are former city folk who started this fragrant farmstead nine years ago as a retirement business.
Kieran, formerly an Indianapolis fireman, asked his artist wife, Elizabeth, to decide what they should do when they retired to their newly acquired 28 rural acres. One morning, at 5:30 a.m., she woke him from a dead sleep. “Lavender,” she said. “Let’s have a lavender farm.” Surprisingly, he didn’t say, “You’re crazy.” Within a week, they accumulated 100 plants of six different lavender varieties, and their enthusiasm has yet to wane.
“Our original idea was being a nursery and selling plants,” Kie says. “But it came to this,” he says as he gestures around the shop. “It’s been a real learning process. People started coming down the driveway telling us their headache stories and sleep deprivation problems that lavender solved. We started getting scientific research articles about how lavender goes to the pain center of the brain. It’s not wives’ tales anymore.”
The couple began making real lavender products. They rail about commercial so-called “lavender” items, such as baby powders that actually contain no lavender whatsoever, and they keep samples of them on hand to enlighten customers. In season, they make the rounds of area farmers’ markets, offering their aromatic products and lavender cuttings. They also grow Provence Culinary Lavender, “a hybrid that’s really popular with chefs,” Kie says. All lavender varieties are edible, he notes. The O’Connors cook with lavender themselves, using it mainly in desserts. They have developed their own special recipe (which they don’t give out) for a seriously delicious lavender shortbread cookie.
Both have experienced lavender’s healing effects after sustaining severe burns. Libbe slathered lavender oil over her arm when it was accidentally splashed with hot melted candle wax. The pain subsided, and the burns never festered, she says. Kie used lavender oil to stem a bad burn from a hot coffee spill. He spritzes it on his pillow at night to help him sleep.
As experts, the couple now spend much of their time advising novices how to grow the pungent lavender plants in an environment not wholly suitable for the species. “Getting them established takes well-drained soil, some lime, and full sun. Think Mediterranean,” Kie says. “These plants predate the Bible, but they come from around that area.”Importantly, lavender’s image has changed over time. It’s no longer just a scent for perfuming grandma’s hankies. Lavender is equally attractive to men and women, Libbe notes. It is a unisex product.