It could be said that the plains of South Taranaki are just that. Unfussy. Pragmatic. Cows get milked; bread gets baked; rugby gets played. The people might grumble, but they get on with the task at hand anyway It was . a stretch of belief then when Pihama Lavender started production inside , an abandoned dairy factory in 2013. Under the guidance of owner Liz Sinclair, the soil produced not grass―green, thick, lush, milk-producing grass―but lavender and, at a pinch, this place was less the provinces, more Provence. Suddenly the prospect of aromas, oils and propagation introduced a world that was frankly a little fussy, less sensible.
It is a further stretch of belief to enter Pihama Lavender in the month of May, the time around which Roger Peters’ Songs…