A Shot of Hope

From the first moment I saw this bridge (on the "December" page of a calendar while working in Borders three years ago), it's held an appeal I'm not sure I can explain. In fact, it was seeing that very picture, that convinced me to spend my 40th birthday in New York City. While there, I saw Hairspray, went to the top of the Empire State Building at midnight, and bought my very first framed photograph of the bridge.

Three years later, the image of that bridge still calls to me. I know that I...