I never got a photo of me standing up on the deck of King's Bridge Cottage. I watched so many people driving, cycling, walking over the bridge but I don't know what it was like to look up and observe someone in the cottage. Although it is in such a prominent position, I always felt tucked away when I was up there. I didn't feel like anyone could see me, except for the occasional little cruise ship passing by. It was nice to feel so close to people and the city yet positioned in this amazing natural landscape. Summer afternoons of swimming, textas and Cascade Pale Ale...
Friday, September 11, 2015
From the bridge
I never got a photo of me standing up on the deck of King's Bridge Cottage. I watched so many people driving, cycling, walking over the bridge but I don't know what it was like to look up and observe someone in the cottage. Although it is in such a prominent position, I always felt tucked away when I was up there. I didn't feel like anyone could see me, except for the occasional little cruise ship passing by. It was nice to feel so close to people and the city yet positioned in this amazing natural landscape. Summer afternoons of swimming, textas and Cascade Pale Ale...
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