AKA King Street Bridge
I huffed and I puffed and got my 60 minute-walk finished by 3 PM, leaving me three hours to plug away at projects inside the workshop.
["Photo taken from the centre of Squirrel Bridge"]
BTW. I write in the morning, walk after lunch and work in the workshop before supper. Writing, walking, woodworking in the workshop. My life has a certain amount of alliteration, does it not? And a lot of double-yous.
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