I’ve developed a pattern I just noticed. It seems that on the first Monday of the first week of each month (that I’m in the office), I find myself drawn to taking a walk outside for my lunch break, instead of the usual “heat my leftovers up in my microwave and continue working at my desk while I eat” routine.

Today was that day for my August walk. A beautiful, cooler day than I can ever remember enjoying in DC in August. This is usually the dog-days-of-summer, when the combination of heat and humidity sends everyone for cover of A/C, venturing out only as required.

There was a beautiful blue sky with picturesue clouds billowing above all of the DC iconic structures, and I happened to have a halfhour and an Iphone on/in my hands, which allowed me to walk right into this story, which I share with all of you.

I would have loved to have had you along to enjoy my walk with me, but since I couldn’t, let me share it with you. These are the days that make a soul feel truly alive.

Alas, I checked my blackberry at one point, and a colleague needed some data that I had, for a presentation he’s preparing for us to deliver later this afternoon.

I had to cut my walk short and get back to the grindstone. However, while I may have been back physically, my mind and soul continued to walk among the clouds on an unseasonably beautful DC Day.