The new bridge to nowhere. I think the deer might use it because there is what looks like a deer path through the marsh on the other side. We use it to watch the tide, the fish, and the crabs come in and out of the pond. (The old bridge M put up, using the old decking from the house, finally fell apart over the winter. It was intended to be temporary and we were surprised it lasted as long as it did.)
It is a serious thing
Just to be alive
On this fresh morning
In this broken world.
