Carrick-a-Rede Rope Bridge in Northern Ireland.
The bridge is old and shakes in the wind, and yet people cross it every day. It's almost a dare to conquer the bridge. This is a moment in time that one must self-govern: do I cross or do I live comfortably? Do I allow this seemingly dangerous path to keep me from seeing the beauty on the other side, or do I stay over here where it is also beautiful, but I may never know the destination?
Photo by Meg