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Saturday, November 10, 2012

The Bridges Home Day 31 Y2

The closest metropolis to my house is home to 28,500 souls.   Add the 2500 co-eds at a local women’s college, and that number exceeds 30,000!   The street lights, stop lights and garbage pick-up of the “Big City” lend it the feel of a busy place. There are even parking cops ticketing cars that are in violation of meter rules.  After late afternoon errands, I head home; generally, I pass over three bridges.  The view grows more and more expansive.  The cluster of houses spaces out and they give up encroaching on each other’s territories.  As I leave the City, the bridges channel me away from the hustle and bustle.  The bridges are more than a metaphor; they carry me toward the more tranquil life I lead on a secluded mountain with a view of the night sky and sometimes, the far away city lights.  
Night sky from the mountain.

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