It's A Mystery

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This husband and I…

Traveled south a bit…to visit that new great grand baby of his…such a cutie…such sweet parents…appreciated them letting us drop by…

On the way home…my Mr. says…take this road…drive to this nearby town…let’s see if we can find that bridge…that bridge…that bridge…what bridge…didn’t want to ask…knew she’d hear…you know…that one I told you about…then might have to admit that perhaps…she wasn’t listening…closely…

Just went with it…pretending to know what bridge…took some back roads and lucky driver me…happened upon this lovely little scene…

The Swinging Bridge…the perfect autumn day…to take the leap…sunshine…a cool breeze…the magic of the fall colors…

It was delightful…this old gal exclaiming the glory of this beautiful hike…sneaks in ever so cleverly…so when were we talking about this bridge…

YOU were talking about it…he declares…you asked ME about it… Old Gal…suddenly felt old…not remembering this conversation…at all…but then…flashback…one of us mindlessly scrolling through Facebook…sees a picture of friends on the bridge…shows it to her Mr…asks where it is…he says…a little ways south from here I think…

And that was that…but now it’s clear…in this old head…it was…where is this…oh I see…question answered…subject closed…

My Mr. thinking…oh the swinging bridge…I’ll have to take her there…we should go see it…next time we are down that way…future adventure in the works…

Just goes to show…you never know…what’s going on in that head of hi…er…others…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…