For me the National Historic Site at the Old North Bridge in Concord, Massachusetts is a place that ever rewards photographically. There is always something different, some difference in light or color. I just keep coming back and have been coming back since my first visit, dare I say it, fifty years ago with my parents.
This past Sunday I went hoping that the wild irises that I spotted in the woods along the river bank beside the Old Manse would be in bloom. They were not, but I was rewarded instead by vivid, cloud filled azure skies and cold dark water reflecting the trees. I am offering up Figures 1 and 2. The first is a look at the reflections of the trees on the opposite bank of the river. The second is a tribute to the fact that more things than pumpkins and the color’s namesake can be vivid orange.