Sand and Fog

The bridge in the first photo is an old drawbridge built around 1934. Large boats or boats with masts call the bridge master who sounds a horn to warn drivers of the impending opening. Then the traffic arm gate comes down while the bells sound.

I can hear all of these sounds from my house, from my deck, late at night in the summer, and I know that a fisherman is either coming home late from a trip or leaving to catch an early bite.

Gosh, I really find those sounds restful, but I suppose we have to make way for progress . . ..

Quote of the Day for YOU:     Derive happiness in oneself from a good day’s work, from illuminating the fog that surrounds us.

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