Stop and Smell the Roses

With being so busy as to juggling three to five things in a 12 hour period, I feel as though I am loosing that, "stop and smell the roses attitude." There is construction on the main road of my daily morning commute. To be honest, it is really frustrating with the traffic and the extra time to get there. Me being hard-headed that I am, I refused to go a different route that I know takes more time. There was no rhyme or reason as to why I decided to take that way this morning, except maybe because I had a few extra minutes than normal... but I was so glad I did. My little guardian angel knew it would be just the thing to take me out of my Monday slump.

It is a beautiful country road that gloriously captures the beauty of fall. (INSERT BEAUTIFULLY TAKEN PICTURE HERE) I did take pictures on my way to college, unfortunately I didn't back up my old phone before transferring into my new phone today... *slaps back of hand and scolds self* Because of this view, I was so glad that I took the extra time, though. Instead of being frustrated at stand-still traffic and being late, I was gently reminded why I love fall. The colors and the smells are wonderful even at its ugliest. This is something you can't get with snow. There comes a point when snow is just ugly and depressing to look at, but RAIN sets the mood for cozy at all times (I don't even mind being drenched in it). I love the spectrum of colors and how they all blend together. Similarly to snowflakes and their different patterns, two leaves are almost never the same shades or reds, greens, oranges, When mixed all together, its beautiful.

Today wasn't nearly as bad as I had initially anticipated, and I can't help but wonder if it had anything to do with the change in perspective?