Monday photo feature

When I was growing up my family went to Hardy, Arkansas, for an occasional getaway.  One of my favorite things about the place was the old steel bridge that spanned the Spring River there.  I was heartbroken when I heard that the bridge had been washed out in a flood in December of 1980.

As I headed west from Memphis this past Thursday, I stopped and did a short paddle at Hardy.  Here's a shot of the utterly unremarkable concrete bridge that replaced the old steel bridge:

I guess the lesson here is to savor the little things, because they almost all go by the wayside eventually.

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