In thinking about what to write on the occasion of resurrecting my blog, the term bon vivant popped into my mind. Hmmm. Let me check Google to make sure I know what it means. Yes. Someone who has cultivated, refined, and sociable tastes, especially with respect to good food and wine.
I do love socializing with beloved friends and family. There is nothing quite so enjoyable as eating delicious food and drinking fine wine. What's more, I have a hungy eye that is always on the lookout for something stellar to see and think about, whether it's the changing vineyard scenes throughout the seasons or a beautiful object to bring home to a tablescape or picture wall.
In the photo above, taken in my San Francisco apartment in 1979, I'm sitting on my W. & J. Sloane sofa. It's upholstered in beautiful (but impossible to keep clean) "Haitian cotton." The cushions and pillows are partially filled with goose down. The sofa is long enough (I still have it) to stretch out on for a nap. Removing the back cushions provides plenty of room.
If I am a bon vivant, it means that not only do I enjoy family, friends, food, wine, and beautiful things, I also enjoy the simple essence of life: the breathing in and breathing out. Being in the precious, present moment. Feeling gratitude and an openness to attaining my highest potential. Knowing, all the while, that
Life is good.
