Sunday, May 27, 2012


12 x 9
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On the way up to Mirror Lake, near Mt. Hood, there's a footbridge over a little creek.  It reminds me of hiking days when our kids were small.  Their dad would run ahead and hide under the bridge.  When we got there, he'd say, in a troll voice, "Who's that walking over my bridge?"  Kids would scramble, there'd be a chase, all great fun.  This little footbridge, of course, harbors no trolls.  Just a magical light dancing across the clear creek water.

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