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The Bridges of Stubbs Park

Stubbs Park is decorously rampant, its paths scamper here and there like unruly children. Perhaps its topographical language once spoke of bridges for the landscapers have run riot planting arching spans between and over many of its hillocks and humps. If you are in meditative mood, these diminutive bridges can lead you away and home again in the compact unwinding of a few gardened acres. The catwalks of Stubbs park can connect you to gaps in your life as yet uncrossed for want of a bridge, they can lead you astray also until you figure out the right questions to ask of yourself, or perhaps more to the point they can leisurely pass over some idle hours between breakfast and lunch.

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