I spent some time exploring an old railway bridge somewhere in New Hampshire. The bridge was covered in rust, the ground was littered with debris, the fence was falling apart, and the sign stood as an exclamation point to everything I saw . . . so I tried to frame a shot that would capture that feeling of decay. I hope I did it justice.

((I want to send a heartfelt thank you to everyone watching and commenting. Right now photography is my main form of artistic expression, and your interest in my work, and kind words, are very uplifting and inspiring. Thank you.))