Driving to work today, everything looked like a picture post card. The foliage is at peak color and at one spot, there was a light mist/fog hanging over a pond and a farm. I ride by this spot very frequently and I think I am getting sort of an eh? attitude to all of the beauty that surrounds me. To me, at times, it's just another boring ride on one of my regular routes. That is until I go riding somewhere else and think, "Why did I drive somewhere to ride, when everything right around me is better?" I forget that hundreds of people come out to ride where I live because of this, as well as the "regular" tourists.
When I moved back here almost 20 years ago, I swore I would never become non-appreciative of my natural surroundings, after living in the desert for so long. I have to keep reminding myself of this.