Would you stop for a mailbox?

 

I've ridden past this mailbox for years without stopping to take a look. It brightens my morning every day on my way to the office, but it wasn't until recently I actually stopped.

Walking or riding a bike it is easy to pause long enough to view from different angles, inspect the materials, and snap a photo. Who would think to do this while riding in a car?

Is it because we ride in cars that our appreciation of simple pleasures is diminished, or is it because we overlook small pleasures that we're OK with riding around in cars?