The painting of the bridge is wonderful. I love the way it turned out. Unlike your drive across the lake, this bridge feels welcoming. And it comes at a time when the symbol of unity and bridging the divide is more important than ever.

On one of my hikes, there is short, wooden bridge that crosses a marsh. It's never felt particularly safe to me, but there's no way to walk around it, or get deeper into the forest, without carefully treading its well-measured wooden slats. It makes me think about bridges being thresholds to something new, something untried, something essential to our evolution.

Isn't it interesting how sometimes the things we fear actually bring us closer to what's important? Bridging the Divide tells the story of what began in fear and ended in a story of unity. My crossing the little bridge in the forest led me deeper into the trees, deeper into what I consider my place of worship.

Forever will I love your art and the stories that go with the art. Thank you, Beth.