Whychus Creek Bridge

Last Fall hubby and I moved from a large city of almost a million people to a town of only 2038. Well, make that 2040 now that we’re here. Both environments have their advantages and drawbacks, but I’ve learned that no matter where I live, I must bloom where I’m planted. My trusty cameras have helped me to do that.

02.24.15BridgeJust the other day I finally got the time to photograph the Whychus Creek bridge in our quaint little town.  The creek provides that serene feeling that moving water always gives me. And the bridge reminds me that we all must cross bridges in our lives, even if they’re metaphors.

My Mom always warned me about burning bridges. I hope I’ve listened well, Mom. Namaste’

Regina (Reggie) Arnold is a “flunked retirement” entrepreneur, co-author of The Art & Science of Recruiting, an award-winning photographic artist, and photo blogger

 

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3 thoughts on “Whychus Creek Bridge”

  1. First, as you know, “home is where the heart is” or “where you hang your hat” or where you find yourself when the rest of the world shuts you out! That said, I feel like you do now, and only wish I could pull the stakes that nail me to the ground here in (my GOD Beautiful) Marin County!! But, being relatively ‘sane’ choose to visit St. Helena when that thought comes up! My hat’s off and doffed in the direction of your husband and his lovely wife in admiration and respect! Now then, that bridge, Nice!!!

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