The little wooden bridges in Newtown Wood just outside Tramore had huge meaning for me and were a key feature even in the naming and inspiration for this blog.
As I told you in a fairly recent post, there was an outcry when it was announced that the wooden bridges, which were in need of repair, were to be replaced by steel ones.
Well, my heart sank the other day when I went to the wood to see the bluebells and found that the wooden bridges had been spirited away leaving the little stream without a crossing.
It felt like a tooth had been extracted but at least the scene was still a natural one.
I simply don’t know how I will react if/when I come upon steel, especially if it is shiny.
SOCIAL BRIDGE ~ Jean Tubridy connecting with you from Ireland 
Sorry, my friend! 😥
Thanks. It could be a lot worse, I know.
So sad! Wonderful that you have photos to remind you of how it once was. Big hugs
Thanks for your empathy.
So awesome nature 🌷🌱👌
Definitely
It’s sad when something we were use to seeing is suddenly gone. A memory is all that is left. Hopefully the replacement will become a beckoning friend ….It brings to mind a song “Cross Over The Bridge” ..(Leave your worries far behind you….cross over the bridge..). I believe the singer was Patti Page…
Hopefully …a beckoning friend.
Oh that blows! So sorry, Jean. Maybe they could make a mix of steel and wood? We have some here…
Thanks Dale.
I will keep you posted.
Surely not. Who can have made that decision? Accountants, that’s who. Nobody that has any feel for our environment.
They’re an odd breed alright!
No sign of new bridges yet. I am hearing that the outcry against steel is immense so keeping fingers firmly crossed.