There's Always Something to Look At


Even on a lazy, put-in-the-miles run, it's true that there's always something worth seeing. The early-morning world, before much brain-fog has rolled in, can be a lovely place to lope along in. The devil may be in the details, but the angels sometimes reside there, too.

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