The Beauty of White Granite

Across the street from me they are putting in a granite stone front to their house. The beauty of the white stone as it is being set side by side in level rows is something that impressed me with the thankful thought that we have such beauty, even in white rock. Not only is there beauty in this world but there is the fact that we can recognize this beauty. Isn't that something to be thankful for? And who can we thank in a world where the Artist has been exiled? Shall we not invite him back?