After driving Ian to work this morning, I still had over an hour before I had to leave for the hospital. It was so beautiful outside: the sun was shining there were no clouds in the sky and it was warm. So I went for a walk around my neighbourhood. I'd thought about going in the afternoon and I'm glad that I went for my walk this morning because it cooled down, got cloudy, and even rained a bit. My walk was wonderful... the birds were singing, the grass was green, and there were flowers all over the place in the clear spring morning light. I didn't even listen to music while walking because I wanted to really experience the sights and sounds of my walk.
It sounds silly to rave about a walk, doesn't it? But that's ok. I love to walk and getting to go for a walk on a perfect spring morning is something I don't get to experience all that often. I find there's something both soothing and uplifting about being outside when the weather is perfect, like it was this morning.
Now, if only I could get up early on every gorgeous day, I suspect I'd be quite relaxed and happy most of the time. I'll get to work on that. :)