I had left my phone in the car and had no inclination to check it for text messages or for posts that someone made on Facebook. It was enough to sit there and absorb the moment while studying the trees that weren't killed off during the last flood and while remembering how much shade used to be present before a few of the trees were cut down. Although it was hot and humid, those things were not unbearable and actually typical for this time of year.
I used to make a habit of walking beside the river on those afternoons that I taught downtown. Regardless of the season, I did some of my best thinking while sitting on a park bench--often thinking of what went well in the class that I had just finished teaching and what I needed to do in class the next time.
Is it an age thing? Are those people my age more content to sit quietly and observe the world around us? I think we have come to appreciate those moments because they can occur infrequently and may not ever come again.