The walk from home to work.
It's usually quite early, not too many people, empty, sleepy Main Street, a few people at the market unloading fruit and vegetables, familiar faces of dog-walkers and regular passer-bys who share the same route. By the time I get to work, it becomes busier, more traffic, screeching trams, more people.
Also, it's nice to look at the trees, when leafless, when buds appear, the first beautiful green of grass (it later turns to greyish-green). The most beautiful thing is yest to come: when the row of Japanese cherry-trees starts to blossom. And after that, the soft pink snow of petals.
It takes about 40 minutes: a time to see, a time to think, a time to plan. After that it's work time.