I’ve started taking my daily walks before I go to the office because even when the temperature is in the 60s, the dag-blamed humidity around here makes it feel equatorial. As it is, halfway through my circuit my tee-shirt is soaked and the gym towel I carry is on the wet side of damp.
And we’re only halfway through May.
Well, as you might imagine, by the last leg of
my walk I’m usually pretty much focused on getting indoors and into a shower.
But yesterday morning I passed another walker who’d stopped and pulled out her
mobile phone. She pointed to the sun breaking through the morning clouds and
declared its beauty.
She was right; it was gorgeous. And she was right to stop and appreciate it. And to remind me.
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