Poetry is everywhere.
Poetry is everywhere.
I would love to tell him how much he has impacted my life.
I’m currently sporting a three inch gash on my right cheek.
From a recent conversation: Me: “I need someone from maintenance to come out and remove some car parts from the middle of my drawbridge, as they are backing up traffic.” “Um… That drawbridge is no longer in our system.” “Er, yes it is. I think you’re thinking of the Montlake Bridge.” “Are you sure?” “Yes, …
For the first time in many, many years, I will not be ringing in the new year all alone at work. This is not because after 16 years as a bridgetender I’ve earned a certain level of seniority. No. It’s simply because this time around, the holiday just happened to fall on my regular day …
The day I wrote this, we had 60 mph wind gusts in Seattle. Isn’t nature amazing? I watched as someone’s umbrella turned inside out as they crossed the bridge. Think about that for a minute. A completely invisible force had the power to physically alter an object. That very same completely invisible force had the …
When I’m at work up on my drawbridge and the weather is nice, I often like to sit with the windows open. We get quite a few walkers and joggers on the bridge, and a few will wave as they go by, but more often than not people will look right at me and not …
The View from a Drawbridge 