tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1559276878779105040.post333799948837249574..comments2023-05-31T06:59:41.903-04:00Comments on spindrift, maine: the river in autumnspindrift,mainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08845805725532707460noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1559276878779105040.post-432820248935712362012-10-27T09:02:38.918-04:002012-10-27T09:02:38.918-04:00What a breath of fresh air to see your post and yo...What a breath of fresh air to see your post and your bridges and your reflections -pun intended. lifeonthecutoffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14657395265006688388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1559276878779105040.post-57316126099132876682012-10-26T08:09:22.400-04:002012-10-26T08:09:22.400-04:00Like you , I am fortunate to have the river near b...Like you , I am fortunate to have the river near by.....it is always such a sweet walk.Hilaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02528439226293446420noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1559276878779105040.post-65631287898716978912012-10-26T00:36:14.016-04:002012-10-26T00:36:14.016-04:00What a relaxing walk I've taken with you, over...What a relaxing walk I've taken with you, over these beautiful old bridges, crossing the river from side to side. I grew up beside a river and always love the sound and sight of rivers both small and wide.Juliethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01542985048406828693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1559276878779105040.post-62104466683279911782012-10-25T15:54:08.039-04:002012-10-25T15:54:08.039-04:00When my first child was a toddler, I used to stra...When my first child was a toddler, I used to strap him on the kiddie carrier and we'd bike over that bridge as well. I'd get up a head of steam before I entered it, and wheeeeeee! It rattled and banged and jiggled this way and that. He was always up for more! ;o)spindrift,mainehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08845805725532707460noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1559276878779105040.post-17987988750155678232012-10-25T14:47:04.835-04:002012-10-25T14:47:04.835-04:00When I was younger (MUCH younger), my friends and ...When I was younger (MUCH younger), my friends and I used to ride our bicycles across the Roebling Bridge -- a real thrill, especially on a windy day when the bridge moved back and forth slightly! But it never looked as beautiful as this -- wonderful shots, Mike! Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11658880722411505714noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1559276878779105040.post-42816118324241996162012-10-24T18:58:33.493-04:002012-10-24T18:58:33.493-04:00There you are . . . with your beautiful, peaceful,...There you are . . . with your beautiful, peaceful, and yes - reflective images. And Roebling's Erection! Sorry, but it's one of my favorite lines from Kate & Leopold. Beautiful bridges here.Country Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14432335393660130255noreply@blogger.com