This morning at 6:45 am while stopped at the traffic light leading out to the main road of my daily commute, I looked to see what I could see~~
A distinguished elderly gentleman and his faithful companion on their morning constitutional.
A firefighter raising the American flag at the fire station.
The two young men who live in the nearby apartment building on the return leg of their morning run.
The windows of the elementary school turned bronze, reflecting the sun just rising over the tips of the trees.
Morning gray clouds tipped in rosey red by that same rising sun.
Remains of morning fog rising up from the pond across the street.
Bright spots of reds and golds in the maple and oak trees signaling the season to come.
...and I heard the click, click, click of my right turn signal as it tried to keep time with the Morning Wakeup Mix from my iPod
...and what I felt sitting in my car, windows and moonroof open...fresh, cool air with a hint of the warmth of the day to come, this last Friday morning of summer.
Thank you, Nan, for giving me the excuse to stop, look, listen and feel. It's definitely something I should do more often!