I suppose that is one way to hide something with great beauty. That is the kind of bed I slept in during World War II.

Ha! Great idea indeed

To answer your question about whether we grow lavender in Jamaica. Unfortunately we don’t. I don’t think it would do very well in our climate.

In another side, just the wood would do a good bed

I did so for my daughter’s bedroom, just some planks…

The anti spam word is unpretentious. This photo is an unpretentious flower bed.
Beautiful color and the purple headrail is really pretty.

Nice play on the word “bed”! One sees a lot of otherwise mundane items reused creatively around the village I’m in. I like it.

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn’t go and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other people’s gardens . . .

The ending of the poem pleases its readers when the woman says . . .

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.

What a great idea!