During our recent excursion to Seven Mile Bay, my husband and I observed the bridge from one of the roads to the shore.
As we approached the shore, we saw a paddle boarder out on the water with the bridge as a backdrop.
It was only 9 degrees Celcius that day and one could imagine how cold the water was if should she topple. However, the young woman had no trouble staying upright. My elder self imagined her as a yoga partitioner with a keen sense of balance though her youth probably gave her the physical stability.
As she paddled,
traffic entered and exited the bridge, including many trucks. She appeared oblivious, peaceful. She had her own place of serenity in the world.
Watching her, we were at peace too, a peace unknown in much of the world. It is one of the reasons we love this place.