If I was a poet I would shower you with sonnets...
Sonnets about being bewitched by baubles of golden sap, and the scent of fresh buds. A scent like that of warm milk swirled with sugar and cinnamon...
If I was a poet, I would describe my pale winter skin and it's slow morph into a light sand glow, from extended moments right here...
I would describe the last 3 days I have spent solely in the garden.
How I have only been inside to sleep.
How I await the afternoon sunset glow with bursting anticipation, for that is the time when fairies and other winged creatures glitter in fading sun - if only for an ever so small window of time.
If I was a poet, words would slowly trickle out on to the page, like syrup...
They would tell of the droplets of water that hit the dry earth, creating a scent unlike any other in the world...
With the scent of water and earth becoming one, I see in my mind's eye, a ribbon holding a perfectly bundled parcel of memories untying and tumbling down ~ turning to dust as they hit the ground.
And for a mere moment, an abundance of childhood memories appear - spring time, laughing, running, splashing - freedom...
For 3 seconds and one blink of an eye, you are 11 again.
You can hear your Mom calling your name. You can smell the green scent of the grass being cut by your Dad.
You can hear the laughter of other little voices.
You remember how your 11 year old self looked towards the future at your current self.
You look up towards the light...
You close your eyes and feel yourself holding hands with that 11 year old self.
Nothing is as you expected it would be. Yet, everything is okay.
You scan your mind.
You recall how at age 17 you thought any age over 25 knew nothing. Now older, you look back with a curious smile and you giggle at the irony...
Because, it is with time that you learn.
And, it is with time that life gets better...
If I was a poet, I would express to you how being in the garden for 3 days, reminded me that you can't reach the stars, if you don't reach for the stars.
And that, reaching for the stars, is simply a metaphor....
Because reaching the stars is relative.
A sea of stars might live in simple words.
Words like, peace...
Love...
And life...
Nothing is how I expected it to be, and everything is perfect. Imperfections and all...
Also - Trisha Yearwood may have added a major highlight to it all, with this incredible "simple" recipe (click here for recipe ~ give it a few seconds to open). It is in the April 2010 issue of Country Living Magazine.
Mister Lovee left me a note on the recipe page... (I love his handwriting)
I used dark chocolate chips, and not very many, as I like things a bit less chocolatey...
Yumm is not a good enough word for this...
And with that, I say, Happy Bright New Week!
♥,V
See you super duper soon ;)






Bonjour V V!
Who needs poetry when your photographs speak volumes enough of bountiful sweet wonders... They are so joyous and uplifting! Thanks for being so very trigger happy... I honestly don't know how you manage to do it all!
My little furless pup turned exactly 3 and a half today and he adores chocolate... a veritable little Lovee in the making! You should just hear how he pronounces "chocolate" it's too cute for words!
Happy week to you too!
xxx
Posted by: GinaV | March 22, 2010 at 01:51 PM
Beautiful~~I have spring fever myself~~came home today at lunch time to dig in the dirt! lol My sweet peas are starting to sprout~~yeah!
Yummy dessert..back to check out recipe:)
I went to a teaparty at the Grand Californian/Disneyland and thought Vanessa would have loved this!! I have a few pics on the blog:)
xoxo
Kay Ellen
Posted by: kayellen | March 22, 2010 at 02:12 PM
Ah, my darling V, you ARE a poet, in so many ways! Beautiful words and photos. Miss you! xoxox
Posted by: Tara Bradford | March 22, 2010 at 02:46 PM
Thank you for the poetry!
Pweeeease send me some of those blossoms! Gah, I want spring so badly.
Posted by: Maria-Thérèse | March 22, 2010 at 03:34 PM
I saw that recipe and thought it looked incredible and I am with you on the "less chocolate is sometimes better" train.
Your photos are so beautiful! My blossoming tree isn't quite there yet and I've been sick all weekend so the photos and the memories were a nice place to go and feel better.
Posted by: Molly | March 22, 2010 at 03:45 PM
Yay Spring
xo
Posted by: Sonia | March 22, 2010 at 03:51 PM
I love that you always seem to...well... sometimes have a recipe for us....my 12 year old will love this one! Happy Spring...
Sylvia
Posted by: Sylvila | March 22, 2010 at 03:55 PM
You shower us all with your lovely words and pictures . . . I can't help but return again and again to your site - always so delighted to find you've shared more of your poetic life with us-you are such a gift!
Posted by: Tracie Hanson | March 22, 2010 at 04:01 PM
My EX found that recipe on an actual box of Saltines and we used to make it quite a bit because it is insanely good and so very easy (well...I never made it right, so he HAD to do it...so it was VERY easy for me!) Happy Happy Spring days...
Posted by: sadira | March 22, 2010 at 04:07 PM
Wow, what a great way to start a brand new week. The snow finially melted and that is why I am celebrating...we got 2 inches on the first day of Spring. Let the blooms begin for a New Beginning to an amazing Season.
Posted by: Linda | March 22, 2010 at 04:13 PM
magic!!!
have a fairy nice spring!!!
Posted by: eleni | March 22, 2010 at 04:15 PM
Beautiful photographs, beautiful words x
Posted by: Charis | March 22, 2010 at 04:22 PM
as always, enchanting post!
wonderful pics - wonderful words
:)
Posted by: Tristan Robin | March 22, 2010 at 04:26 PM
If I close my eyes I can almost smell the grass. It actually makes me a little teary remembering my childhood and listening to my dad mow the lawn with the lovely scent of fresh cut grass wafting in the windows (we had a push mower...no engine, it had a unique sound).
The photos are lovely too, I especially like the one of the rose bush.
Posted by: Lynn | March 22, 2010 at 04:51 PM
Your blog is like a vacation every time I read it, thank you for such a relaxing, wholesome, happy, ethereal experience. You always make my days brighter :)
Posted by: Meghann | March 22, 2010 at 05:10 PM
Such a beautiful post bursting with life!
...
And chocolate! *drool*
Posted by: Maggi | March 22, 2010 at 05:41 PM
You are a poet!
"Sea of stars .....
words like peace"
Must try the sweet and salty treats.
Posted by: gemma | March 22, 2010 at 06:41 PM
Sugar & salt go together like "a sea of stars". I'm wowed, and like you, a hint of chocolate suffices as I like the natural taste of chocolate without a lot of added sugar. Give me caramel, or brown sugar though, indeed. Okay I just contradicted myself. Oh well.
Envious of your time outside at the moment, since we got back from Jordan we've been back IN unfortunately. Can't wait for those first blooms!
Even the air is different, and that I'm really looking forward to.
xoxoxo Gillian!
Posted by: gillian | March 22, 2010 at 06:54 PM
I have yet to dive into my Country Living issue, but now I must! That recipe looks divine...and I love how Mr. Lovee put a note on it so that you might try and make it for him, tee hee ;) What a lovely 3 days you must've h ad in the garden...the weather here has been so springy and we have also spent much of it outside, yipppeeeee for spring to FINALLY be here after such a crazy winter!
Jamie :)
p.s. you are quite the poet if I must say so myself, my dearest V.
Posted by: A Forest Frolic | March 22, 2010 at 07:12 PM
Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!
Poetry is who you are in the most fanciful kind of way, beloved friendling of mine ;-).
Posted by: Cori. G | March 22, 2010 at 07:50 PM
But you are a poet Miss V! Just see the lyrical lilting of those words on the page. If I were a poet I would take your words and help them fly off the page (or the screen) in a flutter of butterfly wings and blossoms on breezes. There is nothing more delightful than to see the wanderings of your creative mind.
Enjoy the day, sweet V!
Erin
Posted by: Erin Prais-Hintz | March 22, 2010 at 08:36 PM
i've got a poem for you made up by my eldest(8) who was 6 at the time....
god is good, god is great
god is good, he's my mate.
nothing like the poetry that i find on your blog each time i visit, but sweet none the less.
you ARE a poet V
xx
Posted by: ittybittyandpretty | March 22, 2010 at 09:33 PM
I think Spring is the most awaited for season of the year. Everyone is aching to get out, feel the grass under their feet, hear the birds singing again, smell the fresh sweet new blooms and the warmth of the Spring breeze. Your garden is beautiful and if I'm not mistaken, I thought I spyed a fairy or two. God bless, Cathy
Posted by: cathy gray | March 22, 2010 at 10:47 PM
Ahhh, but you are a poet, sweet Vanessa...you weave your words like magic that flows from your pen...I, for one, am addicted x
Posted by: Tina Gates | March 22, 2010 at 11:04 PM
Wonderful post, and the one before, I really enjoyed our garden walk,lovely to see Mister Mattie so grown up, and Baby keeping count on tummy rubs. Your dried roses look beautiful, as does your spring garden. Linda :)
Posted by: Linda | March 23, 2010 at 01:23 AM
Loverly ! I felt myself sipping through time in the garden...! My Grandma used t omake those crackers..I forgot all about them..Thank you.Love you , you little magical fairy girl!!!
Posted by: Pam Aries | March 23, 2010 at 05:32 AM
uh...that was supposed to say 'skipping'..heh heh...but maybe I was sipping....wine
Posted by: Pam Aries | March 23, 2010 at 05:33 AM
Oh, but you ARE a poet! So lovely. My Magical Muse is bursting forth with new growth! Beautiful word images, lovely flow. Oh Vanessa, your photos are SPRINGALICIOUS! Love them all, but photos #1 and #2 make my heart sing. #6 with your words of looking up to the light IS light. We can never stop growing, never stop learning, never stop becoming MORE of who we were created to be. This post IS Life to the Fullest. I am in love with your magical little world.
**blows kisses** Deb
Posted by: Deborah | March 23, 2010 at 07:01 AM
Well, of course, you're a poet - your blog is definitely poetry for the eyes! And that recipe looks yummy - somewhere I have a similar one called Tree Bark!
Posted by: Laura S. | March 23, 2010 at 07:03 AM
But you are a poet, in visions as well as words. Just what I needed today.
Thank you so much!
Tracy M.
Posted by: Tracy Martinez | March 23, 2010 at 10:01 AM
What a beautiful post! By the way I've made that recipe before using white chocolate and it tastes like almond bark. Yummmy.
Posted by: Rhondi | March 23, 2010 at 10:51 AM
As everyone else has already said ... you are a poet, silly!
I like the same kind of sweet and salty snack with Pringles or Ruffles. Mmmmm, good! Another one is a Ritz peanut butter sandwich dipped in white chocolate. We have a customer that brings them in every Christmas. So yummy!
Posted by: kandes lee | March 23, 2010 at 11:17 AM
My friend used to make these, but she put Hershy Chocolate bars on top and let them melt in the oven, which evenly coated the crackers.
~elaine~
Posted by: Elaine L. | March 23, 2010 at 01:10 PM
You are a poet, through your words, pictures, thoughts and way of living. Another beautiful post which reminded me of what is really important and that it is o.k.
Maia
Posted by: Maia | March 23, 2010 at 02:57 PM
Dirt under your feet and sunshine still lingering around your head... as you step into the dark cool house... your heart sings to us what you feel and you, dear breathe poetry. I think this may be my absolutey favey favey post you have ever done. It is music for the Universe. Blessings friend.
Posted by: amy faldet | March 23, 2010 at 03:15 PM
That is a beautiful post, Lady V. You are a poet!!
Posted by: Shell | March 23, 2010 at 03:39 PM
I love your words and your photos and appreciate so much that you share. Especially that lovely, simple yummy recipe. I wonder what it would taste like with just a bit of peanut butter? Isn't AZ so beautiful right now. We went out in the desert over the weekend and the spring flowers are so awesome...
Posted by: waterrose | March 23, 2010 at 10:56 PM
Wonderful post. Spring is so achingly beautiful.
We make that recipe to give away as gifts at Christmas and call it "Bark". Love it.
Posted by: Robin | March 24, 2010 at 03:52 AM
Vanessa,
Your photos were so beautiful...I could remember my 11 and 17 year old "self"
Thank you for making me Smile...Again! :-)
Trish
Posted by: Trish | March 24, 2010 at 07:02 AM
Vanessa,
You ARE a poet. This post nearly brought me to tears - but good tears. There was such joy and magic to every word you wrote. Spring is such a wonderful time of year, and it is magical because everything is blossoming and coming to life. Thanks for warming my morning and bringing a smile to my face.
xoxo Theresa :)
Posted by: Theresa | March 24, 2010 at 08:49 AM
Happy Day to you, Dear Vanessa!
I haven't had a chance to blog as much lately as I would like to after moving, but I just wanted to thank you for this beautiful post!! Happy Spring to you, Miss Lady! The recipe sounds yummy!
Wishing you a most lovely day!
Betty
Posted by: Betty | March 24, 2010 at 09:03 AM
So beautiful!! I just found your blog via Amy Faldet, and I'm so glad I did! I will definitely be back to visit. So inspirational...Regards, Sheila
Posted by: Sheila Correia | March 24, 2010 at 07:43 PM
sometimes
i like things a bit less chocolatey,
too.
:-)
but
dear poet
i could almost eat
those yummy*looking pink flowers
right now.
truly
♥
Posted by: somepinkflowers | March 24, 2010 at 08:10 PM
As I wandered through your words and images; I could feel my younger self reach out for me. I did grab her hand and we were in your yard; if only for a moment. It was heavenly! Thank you for sharing the recipe as well. It too speaks of childhood and dreams. Oh how I dream and "see"!!!
Hugging you
SueAnn
Posted by: SueAnn | March 25, 2010 at 07:20 AM
You are a poet.
Posted by: Chris | March 25, 2010 at 10:43 AM
I recently found your blog and your flickr photos, they are incredible, I love coming here and all the eye candy.
Posted by: Bonnie | March 26, 2010 at 10:20 AM
What a lovely blog!!! Great words and pictures :) Glad I found it.
And by the way, I have made that recipe for years..it is seriously THE BEST! I haven't tried it with dark chocolate (which is my favorite), so thanks for the idea!
Posted by: Shawna | March 27, 2010 at 01:43 AM
What a lovely post! Your photographs and words were SO beautiful! I just love Spring! <3
Posted by: Princess Camille | March 27, 2010 at 02:50 AM
It's always a great escape to come visit your blog. I smiled when I saw the recipe and the note Mr. Lovee left you......he calls you Dovee!!
Happy Sunday....
~Allie
Posted by: Allie | March 28, 2010 at 01:15 PM