Heavy traffic on the 70 combined with road construction rendering the shoulder nil made for a tough morning. This culminated in a stressful confluence of dicey bridges and busy highways at Marysville. Marysville seems like one of those places that doesn’t have enough political clout to save their neighborhoods from being fragmented by the highway systems. I planted milkweed in the most tranquil spot I could find by Ellis Lake. The audio for this post layers a geophone mic and condenser mic recording of one of the bridges I crossed right after this planting. Brace yourself!