By Naomi Shihab Nye

The river is famous to the fish.

The loud voice is famous to silence,
which knew it would inherit the earth
before anybody said so.

The cat sleeping on the fence is famous to the birds
watching him from the birdhouse.

The tear is famous, briefly, to the cheek.

The idea you carry close to your bosom
is famous to your bosom.

The boot is famous to the earth,
more famous than the dress shoe,
which is famous only to floors.

The bent photograph is famous to the one who carries it
and not at all famous to the one who is pictured.

I want to be famous to shuffling men
who smile while crossing streets,
sticky children in grocery lines,
famous as the one who smiled back.

I want to be famous in the way a pulley is famous,
or a buttonhole, not because it did anything spectacular,
but because it never forgot what it could do.

photo credit: darling dexter

I seem to be watching a lot of Audrey Hepburn movies while cleaning and packing. It makes the tedious things much more enjoyable. This is one of my favorite pictures of her.

I think these lace fences are insanely awesome.

images via LaceFence.com

If you haven’t seen Sabrina then stop what you’re doing and watch it. It’s the best movie ever.

Well at least two of my favorite men… together… in one picture. I’m happy.

Thanks

… for listening to me yammer on about my pup.
… for the warm, fuzzy comments and emails.
… for the inspiration.
… for the encouragement.
… for stopping by.

Love,

Me

photo by Fleur Avenue

I am so in love with this last weekend. Hopefully you were too.

I hope every girl watches this!

Originally posted here. Thank you Bethany for posting this.

I hope you’re all doing at least one thing this weekend that makes you crazy happy.

Somethings that have made me crazy happy lately? I’ll tell you:

I don’t know how I didn’t tell you this… or maybe I did and I’m losing my mind… anyway…

A few weeks ago I got to assist Rachel Thurston shoot a wedding at the Biltmore in Santa Barbara. It was awesome. I was so impressed working with her and the wedding was beautiful and it was a blast! Thanks Rachel!

This recipe for banana pudding is calling to me.

I want a little lamb of my very own.

And this etsy shop is pretty cool. (thanks Suann!)

The new album from Arcade Fire.

My sister gave me a 6 months subscription to Netflix…. uh oh!

And Fieryeyed’s shop update is so good. I want to buy one of each.

Other non-internet related things that are making me crazy happy include: Harlow (duh), the sunny weather we’ve been having, going to the temple, a friend asking me to take some family pictures for her, my nephew’s upcoming 5th birthday…

Life is sweet. See you Monday!

photo by littlemisspatricia

I finally changed the name of my blog. I’ve been wanting to for awhile since everything else was “Joiebutter” anyway. Pois-Rouge was nice but didn’t roll off of my very American tongue.

Why Joiebutter?

Joy is one of my favorite words. It’s better than, more than happy… it’s joyful. But I do think it looks prettier spelled “joie”. When I was little I wanted a nickname and the only thing I got for Vanessa was “Vanna” and “Vinesse” (you know, like the shampoo, Finesse) so I picked Joy… and spelled it Joie.

Butter … oh butter. I used to think it was the grossest thing ever. But I soon wised up and going to France sealed the deal. We ate amazing meals every day but the bread and the butter was enough to keep me happy. SO GOOD. But no, this is not going to become a blog about butter… seriously.

And I like the way they sound together. Joie and Butter. That’s all. Basically me, just needing a little change in my life so I’m starting with the blog.

That’s all.

xo