“The hardest thing in life is to know which bridge to cross and which to burn.”
— David Russell, filmmaker
I wish someone would have taught me that LONG ago. A lesson learned 😦
Your photo is stunning. I’d like to be there.
I’m glad it spoke to you, Gemma. (The guy who said it, filmmaker Russell, is evidently a HUGE hothead and makes lots of enemies as well as a few good movies; so he’s surely speaking from the heart of the puzzle.)
The next quote to be posted here (in two or three days) is kind of the solution, at least I think so. Watch this space!
Thanks. I will! Russell and I must be distant cousins, sadly.
The creativity part deserves a smile —
Great post! love the photo and the thought…
Thanks, Cecilia. And I much appreciate your visit!
So true, so true! “Walk softly and carry a big stick”…. then you can break the bridge if it is still a problem once you are on the other side. I like post a lot Judith. Thank you for sharing it with us.
Tara, I love this adaptation of the big stick — what a wonderful use for it!!!!!
What an unusual bridge with a standard roof, we don’t have anything like that in Australia, very nice, and in a beautiful setting as well, I love the reflection in the water, a really nice photo, well done. 😀
Thanks so much, Mags.
A bonus of this mini-covered bridge is that it’s really low and short. People with fear of heights (like me) can cross it easily —
The new modern soaring-in-the-heavens bridges so popular all over Europe (over Australia?) leave me stranded on the shore. 😦
So (painfully) true. I look forward to reading about a solution in your next post! And what a fabulous picture – I’d like to sit and stare at that all day instead of hurtling in to work 🙂
Well, bridges in London are pretty terrific, even if they’re not covered. 😉
Happy hurtling today!
Great quote, great photo!
Thank you, Carol — for both the comment and the visit. Both are appreciated.
What a wonderful start to the week, thank you Judith – a stunning photograph with a few wise words providing good food for thought. Is it possible to feel good about crossing and burning certain bridges in our lives?
My view? Some decisions in hindsight were wise, some were not. We move on.
If you didn’t cross some bridges, burn some others, though, for better and worse — what kind of life would you have led? An unlived life, I think. What could be sadder?
(I’m obviously no definitive voice, many may disagree.)
Thanks very much, Cee!
I sure know what it feels like, both to cross them and to burn them.
*a life fully lived*
Then good for you, Rebekah!
Ah bridges! I’ve crossed some, burned some, and sometimes, when I’ve tried to wait to cross a bridge until I came to it, found none in place when I got there. Sometimes we have to build our own, and burn it once we’re across to keep the enemy at bay. Sometimes we build one to ease the crossing for posterity. The bridge in the photo does that with great beauty, doesn’t it? Like you, I like them low and short 😉
Thanks for a wise and subtle expansion, my witty friend.
Thanks very much, Susan.
Wise words. Sometimes, it’s not so much of knowing but also having the courage to burn the bridges that need to be burnt.
You’re right, of course.
Discerning is the first task —
But then carrying through in action is the second. Lots of challenges in life — but that’s what makes us alive.
I *love* this picture. Though I might suggest that all bridges are meant to be crossed? (Which would mean, of course, that none are meant to be burned…)
I suppose that, when you come to think of it, the time to burn your bridge — if you so choose — is AFTER you have crossed it.
Ah. Interesting to come upon this today. I am on a very old bridge and wondering…do I cross it or burn it? I am crossing it and moving forward – no hard feelings. : )
You can always burn it behind you, probably the most practicable way.
And then go on moving forward —
What a marvelous quote!
Thank you —
and thanks for the visit —
(Conversation, via comments, is the heart of this blog. Just to alert you that that’s where the action often is —)
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