It was a cold afternoon. The wind was bitter. Snow was blowing. I had been at the Post Office and was heading home. I had NO intention of taking any pictures at a time like this. No me. It was too cold.
Then out of the corner of my eye I got a glimpse of this bridge. It intrigued me enough to drive around the block to get another look at it. NO...its too cold to get out of my warm car to take a picture. Not today. But....then I drove around the block again. This time I stopped, grabbed my camera and walked towards the bridge. My attention was on the bridge. I was going to take quick (remember it is cold out there) picture of the bridge. I put my eye to the eye piece of the camera and then it hit me.
There was a church at the other end of the bridge. It was not right or left of the bridge. It was there right in the middle. Is there a message for me? for us? Does the bridge go to the church or does it come from the church?
What do you think? What is the message here? How would you title my picture? I welcome your insights, your wisdom. Simply reply and let me know what you think?
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