This is an eroded patch of asphalt on the sidewalk where I often walk. Each time I pass it, the shape reminds me of the continent of Africa. The other day I snapped a picture so I could compare it to a map. There is a remarkable resemblance, so now when I go for a walk – I just tell my husband I’m going to Africa and back!
It is with much satisfaction that a few yards from my back door, I can cross this bridge whenever I want to – morning, noon or night; rain, shine or snow. I do not take for granted the freedom I have which allows me to enjoy nature anytime the mood strikes me, which happens almost every day, season after season, year after year.