I exhale every time I cross the Chesapeake Bay Bridge, returning to the Eastern Shore of Maryland. (It’s rare to see this much ice on the bay, though.)
Photos, small thoughts, and essays curated by Craig James. I’m equal parts amazed, amused, and appalled.
I exhale every time I cross the Chesapeake Bay Bridge, returning to the Eastern Shore of Maryland. (It’s rare to see this much ice on the bay, though.)