I haven’t been going anywhere interesting lately so much of my photo work has been reworking old photos like this one, culling through the thousands of images I’ve collected over the years for the ones I never did much with but should have. For now I’m calling this one “Finding My Way.” I’ve driven across this bridge at times when the fog was so thick on the river you couldn’t see much in any direction, just a few feet ahead of you. But that’s really all you need. You just keep going forward, driving slowly, and eventually you come out of it. Which of course is a lot like the way everything feels right now. But as dim as it seems, there is light ahead, friends. There is light ahead.