remake of beauty

C.J. Helweg

Micah Robbins

ENG1310.115

1 September 2007

Word Count: 535
The Beauty of Simplicity
In the complexities of today’s world and society, who has time to stop and admire the beauty of things? But who defines what beauty is? Beauty all depends on how people define what beauty is, so therefore beauty can be just about anything. In today’s complex American society, I find my grandma’s farm to be the most beautiful place I know. She lives right outside of Brenham, Texas in a little town called Industry. The way that the landscape comes together and forms this beautiful scenery that never ceases to amaze me. Everything from the old peach trees behind the house to the pond in the woods is as near to perfect as I have ever seen.
She lives on the very end of a dirt and gravel road that winds back in to the countryside. Coming down over a small hill, you can see her house settled in a small grove of trees on the edge of a forest. It is a perfect looking farm house. There is a large front porch that stretches the entire length of the house and a tin roof that is perfect for listening to the rain under. As soon as I walk in I get an immediate sense of home. Everything is just so inviting and beautiful. Right when I walk in to the front door, I am greeted with an overwhelming stimulation of the senses. There is a great feeling of warmth and belonging. Sunlight is flooding in through the large windows that overlook the property, and reflects off the original hardwood floor. As you walk in you start to smell the goodness of home cooked food made from scratch. My grandma makes everything imaginable from rolls, cookies, cakes, soups, casseroles and an infinite amount of other delicious foods that stimulate the nostrils and make the mouth water. It is all so beautiful in so many different ways.
Her property spans out over the countryside. Acres and acres of land are laid out over hills, streams, and ponds in the country. Off to the side of her house is a forest which has a road winding back to a pond. Walking down this path, silence falls except for the crunch of leaves under your feet. You can smell the trees and the fresh air, and you can literally breathe in the beauty that surrounds you. Once the path opens up, the pond is full of fish and turtles. Again, this is pure beauty at its finest. Walking back towards the front of the house, there is the road that comes over the hill and a field that opens up with a barn just off to the right. Again, it’s another picture perfect scene. It’s so simple and so beautiful. The solitude of walking through the old peach trees makes you feel at one with yourself and nature allowing you to see the unimaginable beauty that is surrounding you. After night falls, my family and I will sit out on the back porch and relax in the warm night and watch the stars and fireflies. Nobody is talking much. We’re all just sitting and absorbing everything in that we can. All of the senses are stimulated. Everything that I feel and sense is so amazing, so simple, and so beautiful.