There’s a place. Just over the Canadian border.
A place that captivates your senses, your spirit and your heart.
It is a place filled with beauty, magic and heavenly aromas.
Bleu Lavande…with its endless fields of lavender
Where time stands still and you are transported into a world like no other.
Enchanting, fragrant and seductive. A feast to behold and devour. Prolific and bountiful. Soothing and serene. Nature’s amazing abundance.
The lavender fields…a place where you could linger
Or perhaps it is something inside of me. I feel myself expanding and growing, opening and blossoming.
Last summer I journeyed to the edge. I explored new territory and dark places within me. It was a time of healing.
This summer I am still journeying. I am still exploring…
but it is with new eyes and a grateful heart
I have discovered so much that I never thought possible. The world around me is more vivid, more beautiful, more alive. And me…I feel more alive than I ever have felt before.
I am not sure where or when or why this shift and transformation happened…perhaps it is something in the air.
Or perhaps it is me.
The true me, finding her way out into the light.
It seems to take forever to get here. Summer here in Vermont is notoriously late. A chilly and wet June dashed hopes of it arriving on time. But when it does finally arrive…it is a time of delicious celebration. A feast for the senses.
And so we immerse ourselves in the glorious scents and sounds and…tastes of summer.
Scrumptious rich sunsets
Delectable warm waters
Juicy succulent flowers
Heavenly blue skies
Sweet luscious fields
Enticing aromatic forests
Mouthwatering ripe gardens
There is a certain flavor to summer. It is a time that awakens and arouses all of our senses.
It is a time to savor and enjoy and taste…every last morsel.