The holiday season is filled with beauty. Everywhere I look, there it is. I’ll be writing about different types of beauty throughout this month, but I wanted to start with fragrance in today’s post.
We don’t typically think of the sense of smell as a way of experiencing beauty. But what a gift it is! And it heightens the beauty of the Christmas season for me.
Here at Glimsen, I share glimpses of the beauty around us—whether in nature, in the arts, or in the unexpected.
Lately, beauty of any kind can seem unexpected since we see and hear so much ugliness on TV and social media.
Today, as an antidote, perhaps, I want to offer up some words of beauty, goodness and truth, as well as hope.
It was a gray, overcast morning as I walked along the waterfront of Lake Lugano through the Belvedere Gardens. Two rows of trees created a thick, green canopy overhead and a temporary shelter from the drizzle. In an hour or so, downtown Lugano would fill up with people everywhere: in the Gardens and shops, the sidewalk cafes, and pedestrian-only streets and plazas.
It’s finally beginning to feel like fall here. The leaves have just started changing, and there’s a chill in the air.
Fall used to be one of my least favorite seasons because it means that summer is officially over, winter is coming, and orange, my least favorite color, is as ubiquitous as, well, pumpkin-flavored-everything.
It was early—really early for a Saturday morning—when I left the hotel, jumped in my car with my laptop, and hopped onto Highway 280, a four-lane that runs through Birmingham.
I was heading to Morgan Creek Vineyards for a one-day bloggers’ event by Home Grown Bloggers.
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