I was in a bad mood and my wonderful husband Fred Smoot knew what he had to do, he took me for a car ride and we drove across the bridge. Well, that means I take my camera out and take pictures, right?

We were in the middle of the bridge and I opened the moon roof and pointed my camera out of the opening and I smiled. The clouds were very unusual and the movement of the car created the blurring of the cables. Of course I took pictures of the bridge on the return trip.