There’s a stop light at the end of the bridge. When it was red, this was my vantage point of the city. Then I was joined by the silver car in the left lane.
(My Six Word Saturday see Debbie Smyth’s Travel With Intent blog)
There’s a stop light at the end of the bridge. When it was red, this was my vantage point of the city. Then I was joined by the silver car in the left lane.
(My Six Word Saturday see Debbie Smyth’s Travel With Intent blog)