Beautiful. Pleasing to the senses. Being specific can be easy. Or difficult.
An object which I think is beautiful may impress another person as ugly, sad, even disturbing.
At a recent gathering of Christian women, we were asked to get up from our seats and find objects in and around the building which we considered beautiful. Photos were encouraged.
My mind sought order that day. Was this in response to some sort of disorder? The murmur of conversation as fifty women ate breakfast in small groups? Perhaps. Prompted by the herd or not — I headed toward a goal and found it.
Orderly piano keys representing beautiful music.
