‘Beauty is to the spirit, what food is to the flesh’ – Fredrick Buechner.
I have been thinking a lot about beauty this last week- the absence of beauty and the definition of beauty.
Autumn leaves, the smell of freshly ground coffee, my daughter’s giggle, lavender – all are beautiful, but all are subjective.
The absence of beauty bothers me.
Moments of beauty breathe life into me.
I live in an area which has recently been savaged by bushfires; horrendous, deadly fires. And this week it snowed in these same areas. In the blackest, fire ravaged landscape, there was snow falling. The contrast was startling. Yet there has never been a more a literal example of ‘beauty from the ashes’.
You don’t have to look hard to find beauty. Sometime we just have to redefine our concepts of loveliness.
In response to some very ‘un-beautiful’ situations at my husband’s work, I made him this very beautiful cake. x