©2011 Cris Coleman
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The unfortunate cause of my having had to take a long detour every night for a couple of months to get from point A to point B. The old bridge didn’t seem to be in very bad condition, but on the other hand, I didn’t have to drive on its underside. It might have been ready to collapse at any moment. But, thankfully, its fixed now.
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f-stop fantasy 
very interesting! we forget about the structures that are hidden beneath the road … thank heavens for girders 🙂
Yes, and let us not forget about the underlying girders of, say, happiness, such as how we look at life, how we look at ourselves, how we look at each other. 🙂
Girders, Smirders. . .just love the angle in this series. would make a nice series on a wall. However, more importantly, I call the first one, “Pool of Blue Hope”.
a new word for me – and one can take it metaphorical, or?
we all need some girders for our life to feel safe?
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LOL Just girders. Nothing metaphorical or metaphysical or metapsychosis (I just made that one up),
only as you wish. 🙂
Or are you speaking of Girdles? As I get older, I think I could use some girdles to buoy me up. 🙂
Sometimes I think I need to be hit upside the head with a girder to knock some sense into me.