Beauty is to the spirit what food is to the flesh. – Frederick Buechner
Indeed!
All the beauties of this scene sing to my heart:
The imagined rush of wings,
The crisp, cold kiss of snow,
The delicate colors of feather on feather,
The bright eye, focused on flight.
The wonderful balance of it all.
Hurrah for beauty, as it feeds my soul.
[photo by Mike Bizeau from his wonderful blog, Nature has no Boss, used with permission]
Quiet Hope 
This is a wonderful post! Beauty does indeed feed my soul. I should take more time to seek it out… I loved the line “The delicate colors of feather on feather…”
Happy Sunday!
Brenda
From: Quiet Hope <comment-reply@wordpress.com> Reply-To: Quiet Hope <comment+l6xib5_b-m–mg_cmnu4k8s@comment.wordpress.com> Date: Sun, 11 Dec 2016 13:28:33 +0000 To: Brenda <brenda.mccoy@unt.edu> Subject: [New post] beauty
celia posted: “Beauty is to the spirit what food is to the flesh. – Frederick Buechner Indeed! All the beauties of this scene sing to my heart: The imagined rush of wings, The crisp, cold kiss of snow, The delicate colors of feather on feather, The bright eye, foc”
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