what I often see in the morning:
This is a sunrise shot from my porch overlooking the small lake/pond out back. There are houses now, across the way, and so I can see their lights at this hour, as well as in the evenings as I am getting ready for bed. When I lived here before, most of those structures weren't even built yet. This area's hardly changed, but there so much new stuff, all at the same time.
Anyway, pretty. I miss the vanishing point of city streets compressing down to a tiny point in the distance, my breath in large cloud puffs in the cold winter air, waiting for the bus, hearing the rumble of trucks and car horns, etc., but this idyllic peaceful stuff is quite alright, too.