The Golden Gate Bridge - Sundays In My City - August 22, 2010
No matter when I see the Golden Gate Bridge, it gives me a sense of joy - as it did when
I first saw it forty-seven years ago, at the age of eighteen. It, to me, is a symbol of the
United States. I can imagine the sadness troops must have felt sailing under it as they
headed out to sea, on their way to war far from their homeland. I have felt the thrill of
coming home, on board a cruise ship, though it meant waking up at 5AM, to see its
orange suspensions, shrouded in fog, above me ( good thing I had a balcony and
didn't actually have to meander up on deck ). It was much more fun sailing out of San
Francisco at 5PM on another cruise, dancing on the deck and toasting the city by the
Bay with an umbrella cocktail.
The bridge is a tease, reminding us to ALWAYS have a camera with us. There are so
many incredible shots - in full sun, full fog, half sun, half fog, tendrils of fog, full moon and
every phase in between, rain, clouds, Sausalito side, San Francisco side, underneath -
you get what I mean.
Forgive the addition of my name to my photos. It is something new since I discovered
someone has been claiming some of my photos as their own. I am generous, to a fault,
about sharing but don't like it when my work is used without my permission and then
passed off as theirs.
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