Beauty of Old, bridges

I still feel surprised at how old I am. The person in the mirror doesn’t match the person inside. I imagine many of you feel similar. That’s one reason I like seeing old stuff that still looks good, even beautiful. I saw plenty of that today on old bridges leading into St. Louis. Here’s one example in a panorama picture. If you can, zoom in to appreciate the old beauty.

The song for today is for all my beautiful friends who have a similar reaction to mirrors. It’s called This Bag of Bones Ain’t Me.


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