This week’s photo challenge required a search through past photos (with warmer days) – the greater challenge came in choosing which one(s) to share. It’s still freezing cold outside, and with the exception of the odd trickle of water from a melting snowbank in the middle of the day, everything is still pretty…well, frozen.
When I was a kid, I would spend a week in the summer at my grandmother’s in the country. There was a creek with a bridge just down the road, and I spent a lot of time on that bridge. I would watch the birds or look for frogs and turtles. I would toss two sticks or blades of grass on one side, and run to the other to see which one came through first. I could spend a week on that bridge, and never see a car. At night, I fell asleep to the sound of bullfrogs and crickets.
There is a bridge over the river just down the road from my parents’ place. The water is deeper and faster and I can’t see the bottom. There are too many cars and they fly past at an alarming speed. But, upon reflection, I have a strange attraction to this place. It is a calming place. I just wish there were bullfrogs to sing me to sleep…
“Life is a mirror and will reflect back to the thinker what he thinks into it.” -Ernest Holmes
“A brook can be a friend in a special way. It talks to you with splashy gurgles. It cools your toes and lets you sit quietly beside it when you don’t feel like speaking.” — (Joan Walsh Anglund, A Friend is Someone Who Likes You)
“Reflect upon your present blessings — of which every man has many — not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.” – Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol and Other Christmas Writings
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