Arg, this is about what you see. The way I see it:
Wild Turkeys pacing me in the pasture to my right. Bull Reindeer suddenly rising from the brush on my left (the racks are HUGE!). The Roadrunner in the tree. The Raccoons in another tree - looking at me, I swear, in disbelief.
Hawks in the sky. Buzzards, circling, while I strain up another hill. Any number of birds, blooms, fruit, coyotes, horses, cattle, goats, sheep, various sheep dogs. Like those dogs, they may run along the fence with you, they are just glad for some company.
The cute rear end of the DF rider I am catching, or being dropped by. There are women around here who do both, attractively.
Folks waving from across the highway. Oncoming traffic. Parked trucks, cars, trailers, obstructions of all sorts, well in advance.
Sunshine, moonshine, stars, clouds, buffalo, emus, peacocks, someones' missing parrot. Spiderwebs with dew in the morning sun.
The leisure riding uprights may see some of that. The folks who blow by without a word in a paceline don't. Then again, they are enjoying themselves too. It's their bag. Why knock it? I blow by a lot of uprights, not racing, just that I like to cruise at a higher speed than they.
I never initiate a put down session. Simply extoll the benefits, and explain that all my crashes have been due to learning clipless. That immediately establishes common ground and a few laughs. Life has gotten a lot better since I stopped insisting everyone agree with me.