Category: Travel


The Road


Image by B. Wright

Driving along,

Seemingly endless road,

Out in the country.

Yellowish-tan gravel,

With divets and dust,

Dry weather,

Earth crunches

Beneath the tires.

 

Billowing cloud of dust,

Following the car,

A faithful shadow.

Passing cows,

In verdant meadows,

Honking as I pass them.

The sky is velvet blue,

Clear and bright,

Deep breaths,

Sighing at the beauty.


As some of you may know, I live in the beautiful St. Croix River Valley…. Stillwater to be exact.  Ever since I was a child, I have always loved being here, of all the places I have lived (and there are many), Stillwater has always felt like home to me.  Don’t get me wrong.  It has it’s share of traffic issues, political issues, small town gossip, etc, but honestly, there is no place else I would rather live.

There is a lot of history here, some of it widely known, some of it untouched.  I have been thinking about this a lot lately, partly because of the fact that I love researching history, and partly because I am concerned that some of the beauty and history will be wiped out very soon.

Yesterday, I was compelled after leaving work to go Downtown Stillwater and snap some pictures.  The quickly melting ice and rising level of the St. Croix has me really worried about the possible outcome of the flooding this year.  Maybe the devastation in Japan has me appreciating my immediate surroundings more, who knows?  All I know is that I really feel for the proprietors and homeowners along the rivers that will be affected by this year’s flooding.

And.. then there is the bridge.  The Stillwater Lift Bridge is a historical landmark that has had much controversy over the last 20 years.  I won’t go into that right now……..but I will say that I feel it’s dangerous and in terrible shape.  If the river gets high enough, or the currents get strong enough, it may take that decision right out of anyone’s hands.  It could very possibly be swept away.  Thus, the end reason why I decided I wanted to go down and take pictures of it.  It sounds grim and rather negative, but I wanted to appreciate it before it came to a point where I couldn’t appreciate it any longer.

Without further adieu, I give you my pictures of Downtown Stillwater and the Stillwater Lift Bridge.  My humble tribute to the place I call home.  🙂

(The Water Street Inn’s parking lot is completely blocked off right now.)

(This is by the Water Street Inn.  They are so close to the water, it’s scary.)

(You can see how close the water is to the bottom of the bridge here.)

(This is over by the Dock Cafe)