Gentle Medieval & Celtic Music to Stir Your Soul 🎵 Tending the Lavender Garden with Alba

Chapter 1: Alba tending to a medieval garden, surrounded by herbs and flowers. One of her favorite activities is tending to her garden, a small plot of land located just outside the castle walls. On a warm summer day, Alba could be found in her garden, surrounded by a variety of herbs and flowers. The garden was her sanctuary, a place where she could escape the hustle and bustle of castle life and connect with nature. She took great pride in her garden, carefully tending to each plant and ensuri

ng they received enough water and sunlight. As she walked through the garden, Alba could hear the distant sounds of minstrels playing their lutes and the occasional chatter of villagers passing by. But in her garden, she was in her own world, focused solely on the task at hand. Alba's garden was a beautiful sight to behold. Rows of fragrant lavender, thyme, and rosemary filled the air with their sweet scents. Delicate flowers such as daisies, violets, and marigolds added pops of color to the gre

enery. Alba had also planted a variety of medicinal herbs, such as chamomile and sage, which she used to make remedies for the castle's inhabitants. As she tended to her garden, Alba would often hum a tune, creating her own music to accompany the peaceful sounds of nature. Her fingers would dance delicately over the plants, carefully pruning and weeding as needed. She would also take the time to talk to each plant, believing that it helped them grow stronger. Alba's love for her garden was evide

nt in every aspect of it. She had even created a small pond in one corner, where she had placed water lilies and a few small fish. The gentle sound of the water trickling over the rocks added to the serene atmosphere of the garden. As the day wore on, Alba's basket filled with freshly picked herbs and flowers. She would use these to make herbal remedies, perfumes, and even potpourri for the castle. Her garden not only brought her joy, but it also provided for the needs of those around her. As th

e sun began to set, Alba would gather her tools and head back to the castle, her apron overflowing with her bountiful harvest. She would have a sense of satisfaction, knowing that her garden was thriving and that she had played a part in its growth. Alba's garden was more than just a plot of land; it was a reflection of her love for nature and her dedication to her craft. And as she closed the gate behind her, she couldn't help but feel grateful for this peaceful escape that she was lucky enough

to call her own.