I had an opportunity the other day to walk down to the water at lunch and grab this panorama.
There was a period of several years where every-single-day I would think to myself "I'm so glad to be back here". Of course, over time one starts to take things for granted.
Sitting on a dock, on a crisp, sunny lunch hour, looking at the first snow on the mountains, listening to the water and smelling the fresh air knocks the crap out of that "for granted" feeling.
I had an opportunity the other day to walk down to the water at lunch and grab this panorama.
There was a period of several years where every-single-day I would think to myself "I'm so glad to be back here". Of course, over time one starts to take things for granted.
Sitting on a dock, on a crisp, sunny lunch hour, looking at the first snow on the mountains, listening to the water and smelling the fresh air knocks the crap out of that "for granted" feeling.
