On my drive in a very unfamiliar area trying to put my baby to sleep, I just got on a highway and kept driving straight. I drove straight until the highway ended and I kept going straight into the "undergrowth" until the road gave out on me and I finally turned around.
So where does Route 195 end? I'll show you: Willimantic, CT.
Willimantic has a frog bridge. Four 11 foot tall frogs perch on spools of thread at the corners to a bridge leading as nearly as I can tell to nowhere. It gets nowhere remarkably fast, too.
A little googling tells me that Willimantic used to be a major thread factory area. When the US Dept. of Traffic Cones agreed to build a bridge, the residents didn't like their design. Too "bland," they said. So the DoT hired an architect, something of a rarity on these projects. And, voila! she is ART!
They are quite impressive.