A Bridge I Know
Near the small town of Temecula, between here and San Diego on Interstate 15, is this stately bridge that crosses the freeway. I’ve passed under it dozens of times, and have snapped pictures of its striking form, but I have never stopped to properly photograph the overpass.
Bridges. So important. Make it possible for us to get from one place to another. Sometimes bridges are not of concrete or of structural steel, but of mindset and opportunity. Is there a bridge in your view? Think you have the nerve to start across? No telling what lies on the other side.
Interesting: Some bridges take us from this world to the next. Just minutes after I made this post, I received word that my friend, Shirley Robison, made the transition sometime during her sleep last night. I’m extending my love, and prayers for comfort to her family.