Babette's Feast

It usually hits in the bleak mid-winter time, but sometimes even in early spring, you find yourself running low on your beauty fix. All that's necessary to fill up on it, is to step outside, ...walk a few steps, ...close your eyes, then breathe in deeply the scent of open lavender buds that fill the yard with their one-of-a-kind perfume.

One thing I know for sure, is that beauty waits patiently. In times such as this, the remembering thought that it's waiting, stumbles me forward to action, and I'm suddenly out the door for a walk, or sitting outside to stare at a big bright moon staring right back at me.

Suddenly, the world is a lovely place again, your spirits having been strengthened on a nourishing manna as splendid as Babette's feast. Step up to the table, the feast awaits.

Babette's Feast, 1987