Pretty as a picture

I was drinking in the surroundings: air so crisp you could snap it with your fingers and greens in every lush shade imaginable offset by autumnal flashes of red and yellow.

Life, framed by the buildings we frequent.

Majestic 261, at the furthest corner of a training building, on a corporate office park, nevertheless has chinks of beauty. And I get to walk outside at lunchtime.