A Bridge Just Far Enough
It’s been frustrating of late for personal and national reasons. As I was getting ready for my usual Wednesday meeting, I grabbed my camera bag as I went out the door. After the meeting was over it was a nice warm mostly sunning afternoon in mid-October; the kind of day you dream of but usually have to work through. Being unemployed has it’s occasional benefits…
I just started driving with an intention of going in a direction from home I hadn’t ever gone before. I drove north about 45 minutes and then turned west on a road I’d not driven before. Eventually that ran into a lesser traveled State highway back south-east towards home but so far with nothing especially note worthy. About a mile or three south was a stand of birch golden yellow in their fall plumage. Some nice images but, really, was this all? I got back into the rumble bucket SUV and continued south. Going through an intersection, a sign on the side road - “10 Ton Bridge 800 feet” - just barely caught my eye. I spun the truck around at the next intersection and went back, armed with my prime lenses and went hunting…
I sat back down in the truck afterwards and put my cheap lenses back into my bag and drove move with a much less heavy heart than I’d started with and the knowledge of something good, something beautiful, something simply right in this world that no one can take away.