Chives, dill, marjoram
Who me?? The herb garden??
What makes you think that?
I was just passing byI can always tell when Brownie has been visiting in the herb garden. He runs into the house smelling like a well marinated dog.
A lovely scent of rosemary and thyme fills the air as he by-passes me headed to his water bowl.
When he realises that I "know" he's been in the herb garden, and he can't possibly fool me, he draws near and gives me a generous lick, as if to say, "Don't be mad, I like how I smell after I walk among the herbs, and I know you do too."