Debra had taken a liking to those structures that take us from one place to another.
Tuesday I spent a wonderful day out and about with my mom and dad. Our first stop was the Anderson Japanese Gardens. The Gardens were beautiful, with water features, sculptures, stone paths leading here and there, and trees, bushes, and plants galore, a traditional guest house and a tea house. But what really stood out to me were the bridges placed throughout. I'm not sure why they spoke to me, but every photograph I took (and I did control myself) featured a bridge.
The three above photos were taken at Anderson Japanese Gardens in Rockford, IL.
After the Gardens, we moved to the conservatory down the street. We toured the outdoor rose garden and then headed indoors. Once again, even surrounded by beautiful foliage, bubbling water, and soaring trees, my eye was drawn to the bridge.
Photo above taken at Nicholas Conservatory: Rockford, IL.
I honestly don't know what it is about the bridges that draws me in, but I find them compelling...and very photograph worthy.
If I really stretch, I can say those bridges are a symbol of my writing right now. My WIP has become a series of scenes that I wrote willy-nilly as ideas struck me. Over the last couple of days I've sat down with it and started doing some connecting, some bridging if you will, to bring those ideas together. And I have to say, it's great to finally be back to doing some writing. It really feels like it's been forever.
Until next time,