It is Autumn here in the Southern Hemisphere, or Fall for my American friends, and I am walking further afield to have my lunchtime coffee. This is part of my recent effort to walk more, in general. Actually, it is a lovely day today, quite warm, and as such I am still indulging in iced coffees, a hangover from Summer. Today I am writing at a little cafe on Leicester Street called Bar Scopa. They have accommodated me at the outdoor table pictured above, and I have enjoyed my stop here. Earlier I walked up to a local park near the University of Melbourne, where people were enjoying the sunshine on the lawn beneath the trees. The grass smelt fresh, and the clouds are big and puffy: in short, a lovely day.
What point do I want to make about all of this mundane detail? Only this: life can be good when you pay attention to the little things. Things like the smell of a lawn after a mower has gone over it. Your day can also get better - albeit marginally so - if you go one block out of your normal way, stepping out of your routine, giving you a fresh perspective on your everyday world. My little walk through the park achieved this today.
Life is good!