I remember driving over the Bay Bridge when I was 18 and being completely overwhelmed. I still pause sometimes and think about the years passed over and under and across this bridge.
“To protect what is wild is to protect what is gentle. Perhaps the wilderness we fear is the pause between our own heartbeats, the silent space that says we live only by grace. Wilderness lives by this same grace. Wild mercy is in our hands.”
—Terry Tempest Williams
Photos by Bronwyn Burnett
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