For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: bridge.
For Wordless Wednesday.
Back to San Antonio. I loved the varying bridges over the River Walk. Each has a different design. Some have birds nesting and others are not as preferred. The bridges have multiple designs and supports and the water is always changing. Walking outside renews me because the world changes all the time, changes of fall now at home.
A much more comfortable bridge on the Staircase hike than the log in a previous post. The water is high and fast and pale magical green.
I can’t find a source for this: “The older I get, the more I learn, which bridges to cross and which to burn.”
Doesn’t seem wise to burn bridges when rivers are flooding. But the bridge could wash out anyhow and then I would need to wait or go another way or build a new one.
This is the Staircase hike on Monday. It was not slick enough to make me turn back, but if the water had been higher or there had not been a railing, I would have turned back. I thought about rising water on that hike.
And the same day, I received a county email that an 18 year old slipped crossing a creek and was swept away.
Love to his friends and family and I am so sorry.