"There's a bridge to tomorrow
There's a bridge from the past
There's a bridge made of sorrow
That I pray will not last
There's a bridge made of coulors
In the sky high above
And I think that there must be
Bridges made out of love."
- Bridges, music and lyrics by Milton Nascimento
a river park in Elgin County in Illinois. my brother drove me around the surrounding areas of where he lives with his family. this was after the big downpour and there was hardly any trace of it, except for small puddles here and there.
well, my vacay ends tomorrow, i will be flying to come home to toronto in the late evening. i expect i will be busy at the office, but i hope to be able to finally start catching up with you wonderful people again!
thank you for your visits and comments; know that they are truly appreciated.
