These days, things are looking up, including me.
Yesterday, as I was walking around the hospital where I work, I looked up and noticed that this clock was ready for its close-up:
Have you ever noticed that almost all clocks and watches in advertisements are set to ten minutes past 10 (or ten minutes before 2)? That’s because marketing people have ascertained those are the most visually and esthetically pleasing positions.
Just to demonstrate this, I am going to google images for “clocks”
(I found that image here, a page that further proves my point)
…. and “watches.”
(I found those here.)
Anyway, I was looking up a lot, yesterday. On my walk back to my car, after work, I saw this:
“Wow!” I thought, for several reasons.
Then, over to my left, I looked up again:
I repeat, “Wow!”
Then, I looked up some more, as I walked by friendly Fenway Park:
I thought I saw buds on trees in this recent post. Now, I’m sure of it.
There are lots of numbers on this side of Fenway Park. This is my favorite one:
In this statue memorializing Ted Williams …
… somebody is really looking up to him. You can see #8‘s statue in that photo, too.
There was one more moment, yesterday, before I reached my car, where I paused, took a breath, and mindfully looked up:
Yes, things are definitely looking up, around here:
There are good reasons to look up at home, too:
Okay! The clocks — in a less-than-optimally-esthetically-pleasing position — are telling me it’s time to end this post.
Thanks to time-keepers everywhere, the moon (which made several sneak appearances, above), people who stop and look, everyone I look up to, and to you — of course! — for looking this way, today.