A quick drive over the bridge yielded this relaxing shot, too bad I had to return to the office thirty minutes later. I quite possibly had the longest day and I even wore green for good luck and good measure. Next year, by golly, I am going to ditch the green in favor of other luckless color choices...
What story could this picture tell? Ernest Hemingway had a theory that a six word story could be written: "For sale: Baby shoes, never worn" was his story. What did this mean? A miscarriage, a going out of business sale, death, joy.....what? What's your story?
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