Crossing the Mississippi

Crossing the Mississippi River on the Crescent City Connection this morning, I was provided a rare, magnificent view of the river shrouded in fog--a long winding channel filled with white mist. But what to me appeared as a serendipitous gift and an occasion for celebrating life must have been completely lost to the others crossing the bridge at that same moment, they lost in conversations with their cell phones perpetually attached to an ear, and their concentration focused somewhere out in space.

Notice the transient beauty of life around you, and celebrate the serendipitous gifts it offers.