Stop and Smell the Roses

Lately, I've been fascinated with the sky.  I have a 22-minute commute to work that winds along the Indian River so I usually see the rising sun against the sky.  Some days it's cloudy while others are clear.  Each day is different.  I feel like I need to stop and pull over to capture the morning sky at that particular moment.  When I don't stop, I regret it.  So, I figure if I really like the sky that day that I should stop and take a picture.  That way, I'll always have a memory of how beautiful that day was and no two skies are alike.  It's another way of saying, "Stop and smell the roses."