Punctuality is not a strong suit. Ribbons of ice begin to melt as I scrape the frost off of the windshield. It is winter, but I seldom allow for the extra time required to deal with what the weather leaves. So I find that I have only minutes to spare to get to work on time. I live in a beautiful place minutes from the Atlantic. I drive beside rolling blueberry fields that are ablaze with red certain times of the year. There is no time to stop, so this morning, I my eyes on the road, averting a view of our little cove whereas I am sure to be mesmerized by beauty. My vision shifts from the road and to the Atlantic. I can't help it. I am addicted to the beauty that surrounds me.
4 comments:
Ah ... the beautiful, treacherous, sea. Thanks for sharing your view!
Punctuality and self-control around electronics are ongoing struggles for me too. But your photo is proof that sometimes life lies in the distractions!
Oooh, I don't blame you. Gorgeous. Looks like a postcard!
Your description was very vivid. Even with out the gorgeous picture I could visualize what you are seeing in the morning.
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