The bridge

Utterly normal day (I saw this expression in another blip and liked it very much), which is ok. Late November day on the cold and later wet side. Ok work day. Normal hours. Quick lunch time run alone.

I must have crossed this bridge more than a thousand times in the last years as it connects two of our office buildings and leads to the staff restaurant on the other side. So I simply wanted to have a picture of it in my diary

Fresh fish and vegetables prepared in the steamer with a Rosé di Merlot from Ticino for supper.