ahhh, summer mornings. :)

Nothing quite beats the feelings of the first transitions into the summer months. This will be our first summer in Salt Lake City, and considering it is only April and feeling like June, it will probably be a long lasting one.

I woke up this morning to the birds chirping, windows wide open, allowing the morning summer smells to fill the house. The morning summer smells are much much different from... say, winter morning smells...or fall morning smells. In the summer, it smells of clean dry air, warming of pavement, and a mix of grass and suntan lotions.

The first thing i do when i roll out of bed, is open the blinds on every window allowing the sun sun sunshine to shine shine shine in on us. I sit with my summer morning coffee, and watch the birdies come for breakfast on the bird feeder i setup in our backyard. So far just the sightings of little guys, finches and warblers. Occasionally I spot a California Quail, or a black-billed magpie.

I have decided to focus on setting an intention for each day. Something of positivity (of course)-- which will keep me in the right frame of mind for the day. My intention for today will be gratitude.

I am grateful for this beautiful summer morning.

Scoot Scoot!

I experienced a new "freeing" sensation today. Though, I am ashamed to admit that this wonderful feeling came as a result of opting NOT to wear a helmet while riding on a motor powered vehicle.

I know, accidents happen ALL the time and as a grown adult I have the common sense to know that a helmet is an absolute must. Especially after attending a "seatbelt" awareness class a few years back which consisted of scaring the group into saftey first ALWAYS by sharing gruesome videos/pictures of accidents etc. I believe the tapes were called "Red Asphault." Need i say more?
Anywho, the sun was out... the city was clear, big puffy white clouds everywhere, the mountains standing so bold and beautiful towering over Salt Lake City. Just me and my love, two sets of sunglasses, and NO helmet.

I imagine riding a motorcycle/scooter is as close as a human being would get to experiencing flight. Riding as the passenger, I would periodically close my eyes and just feel. My hair blowing in the wind, sunshine on my legs, and the low revving sound of the little engine as we scooted around town.

During previous scooter adventures, I always sported a helmet. Big and bulky, silver like the scooter. Sure, it serves a VERY important purpose, and im not saying i will be helmetless all of the time, but i just can't get over the wonders of riding without it.