I am on my way to work, trying to be observant. I see something unusual, in good light, or unusual... or just something unexpected... but I drive by.
Iv'e got to get to work.
Then something in me clicks, I slow the car down, and simultaneously let out a low sigh!
I turn around... and drive back.
So why is there a frosty bright red rocking chair on the curb in the middle of a pile of leaves? I have no idea.