Two women talk at a table in the back, no masks. A man works on his laptop, his mask sits under his chin. Piped music fills the air. As I observe all this I’m aware of the different experiences between my mornings at a coffee shop and the serenity of my time in nature. I’ve come to prefer the chatter of the magpies, listening to the meadowlarks song, having a conversation with the cottontails and journaling in the natural world. An awareness.