I need beautiful things in my life. That may sound petty, but I do. When I don’t have enough beauty in my life I start feeling depression closing in on me. It took me some time to learn this about myself, but it is definitely true for me.
Of course, beauty is truly in the eye of the beholder. What is beautiful to me may have no appeal to someone else.
Sunday I was feeling a real need for beauty. I decided to drive to a neighboring town where a family was opening its 125 year old home to tours, with the proceeds going to their local historical society. The Hanson Home in Marquette was amazing.
In this home, they used vintage doilies on any number of surfaces, and I took tons of photos, more of which I’ll share at http://www.dishesanddoilies.com over the next few months.
I like “things,” and to me, a beautiful doily touched with color from stained glass, like I saw in this touring home today, is lovely. I know some people would find nothing about that appealing.
I love old houses, and so appreciate people who preserve them, so I knew I would enjoy that. In addition, I knew seeing nature along the way would be another kind of beauty I could enjoy. Indeed, I found beauty in both places, and my spirits were lifted.