And now it’s that time of year again. John Lennon, Milton Molander and my mom, Patricia Rodriquez, all gone in a two day period (albeit over a 22 year time frame).
Sometimes there isn’t a whole lot to say. Things just are what they are. But I do miss them all, for different reasons, and of course miss my mom the most, for many reasons.
So instead of dwelling on the imponderable, here are a couple of pictures of the Smoky Hill River Bridge, all lit up in its annual holiday finery.
(You can click any image to see a larger version.)