It's the small things
Found this little tidbit I "Jotted" down in my mobile phone's voice recorder in Queenstown, New Zealand.
"As the queen of free things to do, I found the botanical gardens, which is beautiful. Right out of town, along the lake. You feel far away. And there is nothing quite as lovely as listening to a duck fly and flap its wings as fast as it can and then skim along as it lands in the water."
The "thinking" statue is especially appropriate. For the entire trip.
You notice the small things, let them in, breathe them out. And have time to ponder the big things, ask new questions and even have time to hamster wheel in your mind, and find the way to get out.
Nothing is better.