Beauty and Cocktails and Things.

Somebody famously said ‘Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.’ To put it another way: If you find something beautiful, it is. If you don’t, it isn’t. Beauty is an abstract concept that has no objective basis.

So why do we all think roses are beautiful? Is it a learned response or is it genetically imprinted? I don’t know, but the question makes for a shorter post than explaining why my tendency to view all situations as cocktails in which the whole is greater than the sum of its parts is currently hiding the tulips.