An old fashion way of saying that someone is handsome

I have to admit that I some times enjoy an episode or two of the American crime drama series about a forensic anthropologist, Dr. Temperance "Bones" Brennan and a FBI agent, Seeley Booth that solves crimes in the area around Washington D.C..
I just love the cemistry between the two main caracters and how they interact. I can not and will not deny that I find  "Booth" extremely handsome and charming and I just love the way "Bones" describes him as "pleasing to look at".
I find this old fashion way of saying that someone is handsom most agreeable and charming.
It might come from my love of reading old classic novels and dramas as Jane Eyre, Pride and Prejudice, Sense and Sensebility and Little Women.

My very own olive tree, almost like in Seillans,Provance

I have been in love with the silver greeen olive trees since I went with my Aunt on a search for a old stone house with a small garden and a olive tree in Provance for more than 13 years ago. We did found our dream house in a lovely medival village. At the bottom of our village, Seillans there is a beautiful olive grove and there is nothing as beautiful as a olive grove in the early morning sun with last nights dew glittering in the sun light. I have wanted a olive tree in my living room for over a year now since I redecorated last Easter. I thought that the silver green leaves would work wonderful next to my new wall paper.

A couple of days ago one of my colleagues talked about her trip to IKEA to buy olive trees for her and her two children. She offered to stop by on her way home from work that day to see if they had some left, and they did. The very next day I was the proud owner of my first olive tree.

 It is not a Provance style olive grove, but I think it looks wonderful in my living room next to my modern wall paper.

A beautiful estate in our village

The olive grove in Seillans

True signs that the Spring is on its way

I am walking around with the sun shinning above my head these days,both in sun shine and pouring rain. I guess it is the nice Spring feeling that has enter my mood. I just can't stop smiling. I am sure it is the warmer weather, the happy songs from birds up in the threes, the melting snow and that I have finally tossed my winter jacket and boots.
Other signs that gives away that the Spring is here are the umbrella in my
bag and the childrens rubber boots that are filled with water after playing in ice cold  puddles of melted snow filled with dirt from the last few months.

I must say I am enjoying the Spring im'mensely.