Magic

[katster]

In the twilight, I can believe in magic.

I call Redding Boringtown and Nowheresville in what I refer to as a jest, but it always had some bite to it. I thought I hated the place. I don't really, though. I hated being stuck in Redding, but I find myself missing the place now that I'm visiting again. I miss seeing mountains. (Yeah, sure, if you get up on a overpass or something in Sacramento, you can see the crest of the Sierra, but it's *not* the same.) I miss the beauty of the place. And I miss the way the twilight sneaks up on you.

And I miss the bridge.

It's funny, I never went to the bridge while I was up here, but now that I've been out there, I see that it's worth missing. And when it all comes together, the bridge, the river, and the twilight, it looks something like this.



And as I walked back across the bridge, I saw Venus in the western sky, and smiled. Because in the twilight, I can believe in magic. And I am content, even in Boringtown.

(look at other photos in the set)

Comments

[mactavish.livejournal.com]

Wow, what a beautiful picture of the bridge. I still haven't been there.

I always thought of Redding as a great place to be a kid, but a very hard place to be an adult.

Indeed

[saccityjack.livejournal.com]

Wow, that was more profound than my brain could properly process at twelve thirty-one. Beautiful, nonetheless. Well the Savage canadian revolutionary has approved of your muse, and I can only offer a hand of friendship, seeing as my foreign coin is as worthless as Enron stock.
Remember, We'll always have Nano.
-john

[tsiklop.livejournal.com]

Kat, I want to spend a few days in Redding some time soon, perhaps in February. Let me know what I can do and see there. I hope you're doing ok.

[nvdaydreamer.livejournal.com]

Interesting that it's only been open two years, and it's already "The Bridge." (Caps mine, of course.)

I empathize thoroughly. I've lived in Nevada since late 1978. Nevada has a real beauty, but it's a harsh, unfriendly beauty most of the time. It doesn't embrace one the way, say, following a deer trail between manzanita has, or the sound of wind through a stand of Doug. fir. Or floating downriver on an innertube in the dog days of August. And there's no green. Green is not a color found in Nevada, except on casino gaming tables (and often enough not even then).

[crossfire.livejournal.com]

That is an awesome picture.

[happymomof2.livejournal.com]

those are beautiful pictures, I am sorry that I didn't make it down to the bridge while I was there

[whytraven.livejournal.com]

Pretty.

How long are you up there for?

[tribal-woman.livejournal.com]

Beautiful pictures and thoughts.