The Bridge In Red.

Shelburne Falls’ Bridge of Flowers is a constantly changing gem of beauty.  It yawns and wakens with the first snowdrops and crocuses and evolves throughout the warm months and into late Autumn, resolving into a clattering of improbable dry forms thrumming in the winter winds.

Right now it’s a blessing of colors the whole rainbow come down to light on an old trolly bridge for us to marvel at.

And I do, with ridiculous regularity.  I tell myself I’ve got too many thousands of Bridge photos, but if the light is right I just can’t help myself.

Thank God I’m not paying for film and developing!

Anyway, here are some reddish shots from the bridge:

That’s the reds; other colors to follow.