Earlier this week, I shared some after-deadline whimsy that had to do with naughty blooms.
We had fun in the tea room that day.
Laughs and smiles were had by all.
I thought I’d wrap the week on a similar note.
When a friend in Scotland sent me a photo of a very popular little bridge over there, I knew I had just the thing to end our week on a high note.
It’s a very special bridge.
Picturesque, quaint, and in a lovely off-the-beaten track area.
There’s just one wee problem with the bridge.
It’s name sign is frequently stolen!
Despite extra-heavy screws to hold it in place, the sign vanishes almost as quickly as it is replaced. Happens again and again.
Can you imagine?
Weel, have a look and you’ll understand..
Bet you now see why the sign disappears a lot.
Bet you’re also chuckling.
Can you believe anyone would give such a name to a bridge?
I promise you it’s real. I’ve been there and have seen it, so I can vouch for the bridge’s existence. And its unusual name.
I hope the ___ Bridge brightens your day. I can’t even bring myself to type the name!
But I am smiling. Hope you are, too.
Have a great Friday, Tarts!