The Bridge of Fog

Believe it or not there is a medium size city cloaked on the other shore in the cold mid November morning.

I lay waiting with camera at the ready, cupping my hands to stay warm. You can't help but ponder over thoughts of why some shots are important. What images you setup for, will hold meaning to anyone, let alone one-self.

I suppose like everyone else, those meanings are of various degrees and that we categorized them by what's important in our own life. We need to find glimpse of what is meaningful to us, as the evidence of art and photography throughout history that we all consider what is important..

Bridges always seemed to have that metaphoric value..

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