Free Beauty Therapy

This morning, the panorama outside my window was a masterpiece, painted in the night and animated for my viewing pleasure when I crawled out of bed.  The mountains were covered with freshly fallen snow.  Masses of high fog were veiling half of the peaks, and a bluebird was flitting about on the white picket fence surrounding my backyard.  This being the first of April, the lilacs are in the opening stages of bloom, producing a prodigious showing of purple, and the abandoned golf course at the bottom of our hill was vibrant green.  All this against the backdrop of bruised sky and frozen mountains, with drops of rain hanging from every surface and magnifying tiny little worlds of their own, sitting like pearls in the cups of each lilac blossom.

Such copious amounts of beauty, likely to take your breath away, and reproduced the world over, in some form…