Tonight’s image is the remnant of the old bridge at Gauley Bridge. If memory serves me it was burned down during the American Civil War. To me it not only represents history but also a lost future. The fog that surrounds the old pylon gives me the feeling of something ethereal like a visitor from the past has come to the future to check up on things. Is it a manifestation of a memory or am I a vision of the future? It’s in these moments when the past and the future seem to collide that fascinate me. Maybe it was the fog on the river and maybe it was the contrast between the old stones and the seedling trees that are growing out from it that seemed to suspend and warp time for me. I can imagine that I can hear a lament echoing out from the fog. It’s a voice from the past warning not to burn bridges and be quick to reconcile with those on the other side of river.
Ohhhh it looks so spooky lol great capture Lloyd!
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Thank you. I have to confess that it was one of my ancestors that burned down the original bridge. I can’t remember the story though. I often look at the old pylon and wonder if he had regrets.
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You’re most welcome, oh really? Wow! So much history!
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Yes, it sure is better to reconcile quickly. Otherwise it festers and just becomes … awkward.
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Thank you and yes. The sooner the better.
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