Going Home

On my way home I got stuck at the docks. A ship was going out so the road closes, the bridge opens and traffic comes to a standstill so the ship can pass through. Usually this is a source of frustration but these days I'm taking it to be a moment of quiet while I sit and look around me.

This is one of the signposts I pass on my way home. I just happened to be stopped just in front of it when the road closed.