Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Knot Holes

Burning Silo
posted a funny piece about knot holes in a park latrine. The next day I was walking across a bridge in our local park. It's suspended a good 40+ feet above a ravine. The planks are narrow and not very thick and you can feel them giving under your feet. I looked down and saw that one of them had 3 knot holes through which you could easily see the ground below. Hmmmm. Maybe a little patch work in order here.

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7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Great image there - with a dab of sunshine, too. I once peeked through the cracks of an old wooden bridge, and found a nest of swallow eggs nestled in a corner. Little feathers lined the edges and waved in the breeze. I didn't stay long, as the parents wanted to keep the eggs warm. They kept flying under the bridge, then away.

We hope to find such hidden enchantments in our everyday life ~ Bonita

Anonymous said...

What a great picture. Thanks for sharing it.

Anvilcloud said...

And more light and shadow too.

Cuppa said...

I sure haven't had much time to blog these days, but I have dropped in to visit your blog whenever I could, and always found something there to uplift me. Thank you. My schedule might make me feel like I have been pulled through a knot hole backwards some days, but when those days come, I will take a minute to look around me for snow angels to help me push back the darkness and bring a smile to my face.

Cathy said...

Cuppa - you are the sweetest and yes, AC - thanks for catching the light/dark thing going here also :0)

bev said...

I like the bars of light and shadow slanting across the planks. Very nice! One of our dogs never liked to walk across bridges that had cracks that she could see through. The worst was a short metal mesh bridge over a small dam where water rushed by a few feet beneath. She just hated it and wouldn't have crossed except that she didn't want to be left behind.

Cathy said...

Bonita - did you ever determine what kind of swallows? We have a bridge in our park beneath which a "phoebe" builds a little mossy nest. I don't know how flitzy she is, but she has been a very attentive parent:0)

Bev - I was like your reluctant dog when I was a kid when it came to crossing a particular swinging bridge. The choice was tough, but like your pup - I wanted to be with the tribe.