Bridges

When I was going to school in the city, I would sometimes walk to school.  I lived on the other side of the river from the university, so I had to cross it.  The closest bridge to our house was the train bridge.  The train bridge was not so bad to cross, since there was a pedestrian walkway, except for the annoying bike people who wouldn’t let you know they were behind you until they almost ran you down and then glared at you like it was your fault.  The only time the train bridge was scary was when there was a train crossing it at the same time you were.  It was, at most, six feet away, and all of a sudden the structure did not feel especially sturdy.

Another bridge that does not look too sturdy is right close to town here.  It is only wide enough for one car to cross at a time, and it kind of looks like you might cause the whole thing to fall into the creek if you don’t keep yourself exactly in the middle.  Lots of people get wedding pictures taken there, and I have wanted to photograph it myself for quite a while but whenever I am there to do so, there always seems to be traffic.  Not so this evening, finally.

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About Kathy

I'm a twenty-something who loves animals, farming, photography and cooking/baking. Luckily enough, photography works really well with the other three subjects, so I carry my camera around practically everywhere. Other than that, my life is pretty uneventful.
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