Vanilla coffee.

Vanilla ice cream.

Vanilla candles in a steamy bathroom, vanilla salts in the tub…

The sweet warm scent of butter cookies.

Romantic love and children and friendship.

Digging in the garden and splashing in a pool.

Movies and snuggles on the couch.

Hot coffee, a good book and a warm tub.

Big, fluffy towels.

Sheets fresh off the line.

So many vanilla pleasures. Here is my place to talk about them – as well as dog shit on the shoes, cream gone sour, trash bags that rip and all the other irritations, nuisances and toys I trip on in the dark.