Lizzie grew up in a household where anyone could preside over a brief, impromptu liturgy with the opening prayer: “Beauty Check!”  The ritual commences as car companions, fellow-hikers, bikers or paddlers stop…drop…and savor…some feature of a landscape…if only for a second or two.  This spur-of-the-moment rite was conceived, well before Lizzie was conceived, on a string of white-capped, stormy…