Monday, October 2, 2017

West Land - 29. Bridge






How many bridges did I cross in my life?  Many. 
Some were worth while to cross and some were not.
 I returned back to some bridges and then regretted it.
And there were bridges I crossed and never looked back.






5 comments:

  1. There are bridges that help us to go to the light, the spiritual light, like the present incense; there are also bridges that complete our knowledge of civilization; and yes there are bridges we do not want to remember again.
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    The man is in the mountain area. Clean air is good at mood.
    The scene is beautiful: the sun smiles at the man, and the shadow tries to reach him.

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  2. Estimada Kaya, he estado ausente unos días aunque he podido seguir en parte sus trabajos a través de mi teléfono. Este puente, con un blanco y negro potente, me gusta mucho y veo en él un mensaje; no en vano el ciclista pedalea decidido en dirección a la luz.
    Un abrazo,

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  3. Simplu wonderful :))

    This is a magnificent picture with so many meanigs and feelings.

    You also did a very good work on editing.

    Congratulations and a hug.

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  4. You got me thinking, Kaya, about bridges crossed and bridges which could have been crossed and, maybe, should have been, but never were and no longer can be. I suppose almost everyone has a few in each category, but at the moment I can think of none I am sorry I crossed and only a very few I wish I had crossed .... such is life.

    As for your photograph, I think it is good and I like it .... well done ....

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  5. Una bonita fotografía con un gran contraste de luces y sombras.
    A hug.

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