The way the sky looks changes with the seasons. Moisture in the air, temperature, the angle of the sun, all combine to create a characteristic feeling. When my walk happens at the end of the day, I make sure to look up instead of staring at my feet, lost in my headphones.
When I do look down, I’m fascinated by the tide lines left by melting snow that carries the road salt away. Familiar scenes reward attention with evidence of change, always change.