...crossing the narrow little bridge over the river to the soccer field where I walk the boys, I was captivated by the ethereal view upriver...of the mist, the reflections in the water, the tranquil beauty of the scenery. Though there is nowhere to safely stand on the bridge for this perspective, I just had to risk life and limb to get a photograph. I parked the car, then walked back and, between dodging vehicles, leaping guardrails, bouncing with the vibrations of each passing car or truck, caught this moment...
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