Swinging Bridge

We walked a bit farther than usual tonight going across the swinging bridge, one of few in the country. A group of kids were standing by as we approached. One I recognized as a former student. He's one I worried about. He did wave to me, but then ignored me. I wanted to talk to him, see if he's OK. I walked on. He will be on my mind now. I am almost done with the quilting and binding of Drenda's quilt for Lauren. A productive day!