Last night, as I was driving my tax return to the post office (at 10:30 p.m.) I drove around for an extra 30 minutes trying to find a good place from which to photograph the full moon.
Two mornings last week, I turned off the route to work and drove farther out into the country, just because the fog was cool.
Another afternoon, I came to a complete stop in the middle of the road because I liked the way the rows of nursery plants looked.
On my home, I took a detour because I thought I’d spotted a perfectly symmetrical oak tree.
I don’t have a fancy camera but I think that if I did I would never get to where I need to go.
Really, it’s amazing that I get anywhere or accomplish anything.