Today was a pretty miserable day here in Brevard,
with it being both cold and rainy.
Bunny and I didn't really go out much today.
But a few days ago,
when I sat in the garden I also took a stroll around the grounds here at the The Bromfield Inn.
And it was on the grounds that I found this bridge:
I do have to wonder what,
exactly,
is the point of a bridge to nowhere.
Maybe this is some Senator's idea of a make-work pork spending project.
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![[Picture of a wooden bridge that dead ends into a fence.] This bridge definitely won't take you to Terabithia.](/2022/10/30/Bridge.jpg "This bridge definitely won't take you to Terabithia.")
