It
has been said that the Rose alone, has been Capable of
Forging together Romance, Beauty and Hope into an
insuperable Union, this Bond never to be Broken or Over-
come... It has long been the Ambassador of the language
of Love... Its very presence, a Miracle in itself... Through
its color, form and fragrance, the Soul cannot help but be
drawn to it, with the Belief that tomorrow will bring New
Hope... Through this Hope, we find the key to its Beauty...
And its ability to Captivate, speaks not only of its Timeless-
ness, but of the very Essence of its Romanticism...
One
of the most Exquisite sights in the World is the Lavender
fields of Old France... A watercolor of purple and gray-green,
as far as the eyes can see... A Most Spectacular Sight when
viewed from the window of a Centuries’
Old train which
transports you through the French Countryside... As the train
finally slows, an intoxicating Perfume catches your Breath
and grasps hold of your Soul with a Longing that’s
indescrib-
able... It’s
as if you are Finally where you were Always meant
to be... Come... Let us take you to the Lavender fields of
Old France...
The
Orange Blossom, untouched, takes the form of a fragrant,
sweet fruit, ripe for the picking... The intoxicating Scent of
the Orange Peel, hints of the Treasure to be found inside...
Across continents, this Bounty is lovingly transformed into
such Indulgences as Champagne Mimosas, with which to toast
a Happy Couple, Sweet Marmalade to delight in during a
Morning Breakfast or Afternoon Tea, and Orange Wine to be
enjoyed at Sunset on the sands of the French Riviera... Here,
the very Essence of the Orange Blossom itself is Captured and
Preserved, so that its Treasure may be Celebrated as well...
The Enchantment
of Springtime can be felt in the Stir
beneath a thawing Winter’s
Snow... It’s
the insistence of
New Life wanting to be Recognized and Admired... And
the Re-Awakening of Old Life, thought forgotten with the
Passage of Time... Spring Rains bring with them Rejuve-
nation and the Anticipation of New Beginnings... Sweet
Violets, their daintily painted faces attempting to Capture
the attention of Passersby, are one of the first Embellish-
ments to appear each Spring as Life in the Garden Begins
Again...
Shangri-la...
“A
remote, Beautiful, imaginary place where
Life approaches Perfection”...
Close your eyes and imagine...
The Splendor of a White-capped Waterfall... A Straying Leaf
carried along in its current over Stone Staircases, past Moss-
capped Mushrooms, longing for its Final Destination... A
Crystalline Pond embraced in Shimmering Sunlight... And,
at the Water’s
Edge, clusters of Fragrant White Flowers glee-
fully Dancing in the Afternoon Breeze... The heady Fragrance
of Jasmine, as Sweet and Aloof as the breeze upon which it is
carried, Floating through the Air... Captivatingly Beautiful...
Utterly Perfect...
