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Glimsen. A Glimpse | A Glimmer | of Beauty
Tomorrow is my one-year blog anniversary. This past year, I’ve written about beauty of all types—in nature, the arts, and the unexpected. You’ve responded by sharing my posts on Facebook, liking and commenting on Instagram, and leaving comments on the blog itself. Here are a few of your comments:
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Next week is the one-year anniversary of Glimsen. That means I’ve written roughly 100 blog posts related to some type of beauty. I’m marking that milestone in a few different ways, including sending out a reader survey (more on that next week), looking back at where we’ve come from and, I’m pretty sure, having a piece of chocolate cake....
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Vegetables. I wasn't a fan. Under duress and my parents' watchful eyes, I would take a bite of green beans and shiver as it went down. And squash? I thought it just might be the death of me.
I've since learned that scores of other adults are walking around relatively unscathed from vegetable encounters in their youth. Maybe you're one of them, too...
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Looking up at the Independent Presbyterian Church in Savannah and finding more than I expected. I love the cloudy blue sky, the verdigris steeple, and the jet stream that mirrors it.
I am a fair-weather walker. I don’t like to exercise outside when it’s cold, other than to run from the car to a toasty warm interior of some sort. But when the weather is above, say, 60 degrees, I enjoy walking outside.
I almost always find beauty when I walk. In fact, I’m looking for it...
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What is your most memorable Independence Day celebration?
Mine was a day that will live on in family folklore.
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Early morning at the Kehoe House, Savannah.
Beauty is all around us, but we often don’t see it because we are in a hurry or our surroundings are too familiar. When you travel, do you find yourself noticing things you probably wouldn’t notice at home?...
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After several beauty-filled days in west Ireland, we left for Dublin. On the way, we stopped at the ruins of a monastery and holy site called Clonmacnoise, an awkward but fun word to say...
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Cliffs of Moher. The less photographed side.
On our recent trip to Ireland, we spent several days near the west coast. One day, we drove into The Burren, an area made up of huge limestone pavements with fissures in them. The mountains and the flat areas are covered in rock. It's a haunting sight, like a lunar landscape...
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