Wow! That is a beautiful picture! I was born, but I was only eight! :) Oh, I see beauty in so many things. My family having a good time, nature, fashion, a great book, beautiful music and absolutely that perfect day on the beach! And also, I got my hat yesterday!!! :) Life's simple pleasures... ;) Hope you have a beautyfilled day!
The smell of eucalyptus trees. Makes me think of home, and when I'm home makes me feel alive. And also a good genuine eye-wrinkled smile. Oh, and old couples holding hands. sigh.
Gorgeous photo!! I was not only born in 1989, I had 4 children!! :-) I find beauty in the happy,smiiing faces of my children and grandchildren! I finally remembered to clidk follow on your side bar...I'm getting old! lol Sharon
As visual a person as I am (seeking and seeing beauty with my eyes everywhere) I think the "special beauty" that hits a nerve with me is the kind I hear. A touching story of love, sacrifice or faith gets to me somewhere very deep. Stories like your current one with your mother. They stay with me.
well I would have been 15 years old! so yes, I was born! hehe... i've never been underwater like that...snorkling and looking at that amazing beautiy face to face....
what a great photo...who took it?
anyways...the simple beauty of creating works of art or wonderfully written words....that's what does it for me...each and every day...through the good times and the bad!
hahaha.... I love you darling I really do! I was born, but still rather young in 1989!
The three places of beauty that always still my heart and send me singing... are the vast open expanses of land in the west, be it Wyoming, Montana, Idaho, Utah, Nevada or any other western state... to look out and be able to see for miles and miles and to realize the unique beauty of land basically untouched by human hands for so great a distance always stops me in my tracks, and leaves me standing with breath abated and eyes wide open trying to take it all in.
The other place is always a bubbling stream, and a shady nook tucked away in the greenery be it ferns, or trees, or shrubs. A little moss on the rocks, and the sound of the stream, and suddenly I have those happy peaceful goosebumps and in that moment I hear oh so strongly the voice of my creator inviting me to stop and sit and linger for just a while in His beauty.
The third place of beauty for me is in the presence of someone who is giving in love. Be it a life lived to minister to the sick, or needy, to those in the US or abroad. My heart is always touched to hear stories of how humans creatively meet the needs of others. How some are willing to sacrifice the stability, and the three bedroom house, and white picket fence that so calls to me in my sleep. How they are willing to sacrifice it to spend their days feeding the homeless in our American cities, hugging orphans on the African plains, or on ships in the arctic trying to prevent the slaughter of whales. Those who believe so strongly in creating a better world for the people on animals with whom we share this planet... they are things of beauty... and I hope just by standing in their presence, by hearing their stories... some of that selfless giving, some of that deep drowning belief in something bigger than myself, some hope for a Utopia, not only in heaven but here on earth, will rub off on me; that I might walk away from that encounter, less like me and more like my savior....
So how's that for deep, and spiritual, and perhaps a tad preachy on a Thursday morning?
Awesome photo. I'm scared of the ocean, it's pretty to look at but I don't know if I could go under. It does seam serene though. I was 5 and playing in the sand box when this photo was taken =)
a crisp, but sunny fall day in upstate NY! oh that would make me so happy to go back home during the fall... great picture, btw, i was 7 yrs. old in 1989. :) thnx for stopping by my blog awhile back! yours is beautiful - keep up the great posts!
I wasn't old enough to be married yet i was celebrating my 2nd anniversary in 89. :o) beauty for me... a sunny or mud soked dry farm in Idaho full of family members, especially aunties (and uncles) that I love and card cheating cousins!
Paint peeling on an old house. Long strands of grass being blown in the wind. Sunsets. The feel of linen. Waking up to sunlight streaming into my bedroom. Sunrises. Kissing my husband goodnight. My parents when they smile. Sand between my toes. Long walks with my hubby and dog. Cold glass of tea/lemonade. Listening to the waves crash against the shore or the breeze through the trees. *this was a very relaxing exercise* :)
I was 14 years old that year :)
ReplyDeleteGreat photo! Today seems to have a tropical feel around blog world! Love it!
Depending what time of year, I was 12 in 1989 (November b-day...)
ReplyDeleteAnd to answer your question, I'm going to say laughter. Is there anything more beautiful?
Cool picture.
ReplyDeleteAnd I was alive in 1989 ;)
Music :) GOOD music, that is! :)
ReplyDeleteclothed much, a modest fashion blog
Wow! That is a beautiful picture! I was born, but I was only eight! :) Oh, I see beauty in so many things. My family having a good time, nature, fashion, a great book, beautiful music and absolutely that perfect day on the beach! And also, I got my hat yesterday!!! :) Life's simple pleasures... ;) Hope you have a beautyfilled day!
ReplyDeletecool breezes on a warm night :)
ReplyDeleteThe smell of eucalyptus trees. Makes me think of home, and when I'm home makes me feel alive. And also a good genuine eye-wrinkled smile. Oh, and old couples holding hands. sigh.
ReplyDeleteGotta love underwater cameras! When my son was little we bought a bunch of them for his pool party and the pictures are a riot! xo
ReplyDeleteGorgeous photo!! I was not only born in 1989, I had 4 children!! :-)
ReplyDeleteI find beauty in the happy,smiiing faces of my children and grandchildren!
I finally remembered to clidk follow on your side bar...I'm getting old! lol
Sharon
Oh I was so born then......Love that pic!!!!
ReplyDeleteI find beauty in many things....the smile on the faces of the boys, watching Evan play baseball, watering my plants and spending time with you!!!
Have a great one!!!
I was already alive during 1989. ^_^ That is such a beautiful photo. :3
ReplyDeleteLove the pic! I find beauty in the smile of a small child or eldery person - for their smile is true and genuine. Have a beautyfilled day!
ReplyDeleteI was born then as well.I love that pic and wow you are brave,LOL I couldnt do that I would get confused on how to breathe,lol.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, what would I find beauty in, lets see many things.A smile on a babies face,two people in love,this beautiful earth.
Happy Thursday to you!
As visual a person as I am (seeking and seeing beauty with my eyes everywhere) I think the "special beauty" that hits a nerve with me is the kind I hear. A touching story of love, sacrifice or faith gets to me somewhere very deep. Stories like your current one with your mother. They stay with me.
ReplyDeleteI was 4 and this is a great picture!
ReplyDeleteIsn't it crazy that those born in 89 turn 21 this year?? I was 3 that year.
ReplyDeleteBeauty, to me, is a lot of things. I think of my little brothers laughing; and I don't know of much more beauitful than that.
Such a cool photo! I was ... 14. So there.
ReplyDeleteSnuggling up with my hubby, underneath the bare sky -:) So beautiful
ReplyDeletethis picture is so cool!
ReplyDeletemy most beautiful happiness takes place when i'm sipping coffee on an outdoor patio with friends. ahhh. so awesome!
well I would have been 15 years old! so yes, I was born! hehe...
ReplyDeletei've never been underwater like that...snorkling and looking at that amazing beautiy face to face....
what a great photo...who took it?
anyways...the simple beauty of creating works of art or wonderfully written words....that's what does it for me...each and every day...through the good times and the bad!
thanks for asking!
ciao bella
creative carmelina
hahaha.... I love you darling I really do! I was born, but still rather young in 1989!
ReplyDeleteThe three places of beauty that always still my heart and send me singing... are the vast open expanses of land in the west, be it Wyoming, Montana, Idaho, Utah, Nevada or any other western state... to look out and be able to see for miles and miles and to realize the unique beauty of land basically untouched by human hands for so great a distance always stops me in my tracks, and leaves me standing with breath abated and eyes wide open trying to take it all in.
The other place is always a bubbling stream, and a shady nook tucked away in the greenery be it ferns, or trees, or shrubs. A little moss on the rocks, and the sound of the stream, and suddenly I have those happy peaceful goosebumps and in that moment I hear oh so strongly the voice of my creator inviting me to stop and sit and linger for just a while in His beauty.
The third place of beauty for me is in the presence of someone who is giving in love. Be it a life lived to minister to the sick, or needy, to those in the US or abroad. My heart is always touched to hear stories of how humans creatively meet the needs of others. How some are willing to sacrifice the stability, and the three bedroom house, and white picket fence that so calls to me in my sleep. How they are willing to sacrifice it to spend their days feeding the homeless in our American cities, hugging orphans on the African plains, or on ships in the arctic trying to prevent the slaughter of whales. Those who believe so strongly in creating a better world for the people on animals with whom we share this planet... they are things of beauty... and I hope just by standing in their presence, by hearing their stories... some of that selfless giving, some of that deep drowning belief in something bigger than myself, some hope for a Utopia, not only in heaven but here on earth, will rub off on me; that I might walk away from that encounter, less like me and more like my savior....
So how's that for deep, and spiritual, and perhaps a tad preachy on a Thursday morning?
XOXOX
Elle
My husband. He always makes me feel beautiful.
ReplyDeleteAwesome photo. I'm scared of the ocean, it's pretty to look at but I don't know if I could go under. It does seam serene though. I was 5 and playing in the sand box when this photo was taken =)
ReplyDeleteWhat a cool picture, I am too scared of water to try diving. I was negative 1 years old!
ReplyDeleteI love the beauty of an early morning sunrise.
I also love the beauty of everyone singing together in church.
Good food and bonding with family and friends while enjoying it. Love it!
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ReplyDeletea freshly mowed lawn! reminds me of my childhood and leisurely saturday mornings.
ReplyDeleteAmazing pix! Love underwater photography! And I was alive in 89...I was 17! lol
ReplyDeleteHope you have a great day, honey :)
Haha, I was 6. What a gorgeous pic!
ReplyDeleteLove your story and your blog. Great work!
ReplyDeletexoxo,
www.hollyinheels.com
Blue skies and spring green trees!
ReplyDeleteLove that photo, so beautiful!! And your hair is growing so fast, it looks fantastic, a pixie in no time!!
ReplyDeleteJust found your lovely yet precious blog! Love love the reason/idea of which you started blogging.
ReplyDeleteSuch pretty picture! Wishing you a happy day. xx
Hahah I was a school girl in 89.....I adore this photo and I always wanted to do this....Have a wonderful day my friend:)
ReplyDeleteKisses
As of late, flowers:) My family is coming to visit next week and my mom is going to help me plant flowers. I'm sure I'll be blogging about it soon:)
ReplyDeletea crisp, but sunny fall day in upstate NY! oh that would make me so happy to go back home during the fall... great picture, btw, i was 7 yrs. old in 1989. :) thnx for stopping by my blog awhile back! yours is beautiful - keep up the great posts!
ReplyDeleteThanks for your lovely comments! Much appreciated! :D
ReplyDeleteThis is SUCH a cool shot! Scuba diving is something I would LOVE to try at some point.
Very cool pic! Good for you! I was in high school in '89, yeah, the blogosphere is a bit young, eh? XO!
ReplyDeleteWow I absolutely love that picture! How neat! I was three in 89 :] xo
ReplyDeleteI wasn't old enough to be married yet i was celebrating my 2nd anniversary in 89. :o)
ReplyDeletebeauty for me... a sunny or mud soked dry farm in Idaho full of family members, especially aunties (and uncles) that I love and card cheating cousins!
1989 - I was 3 and my brother was 1 and were waiting for my sister to be born!
ReplyDeletexoxo
Sara
I adore that image of yours...so so cool!
ReplyDeleteI was nine years old!! :)
ReplyDeletePaint peeling on an old house. Long strands of grass being blown in the wind. Sunsets. The feel of linen. Waking up to sunlight streaming into my bedroom. Sunrises. Kissing my husband goodnight. My parents when they smile. Sand between my toes. Long walks with my hubby and dog. Cold glass of tea/lemonade. Listening to the waves crash against the shore or the breeze through the trees. *this was a very relaxing exercise* :)
Have a beautiful weekend!
xoxo,
Bonnie
I was -1 when that photo was taken ;)
ReplyDeleteSecret beauty: when someone laughs out loud when reading a book
Hey, I was born :). Great pic.
ReplyDeleteThat picture is so phenomenal! The special beauty that comes to mind for me is laughter.
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