Bittersweet Covered Bridge

Back to work, alas.  Is being independently wealthy really too much to ask for? 😉

On my last day off, I took a nice hike at a nearby park, Slate Run.  One of the trails there passes through an old covered bridge:

For some reason, I associate covered bridges with autumn.  Between that and the fact that it was the last day of my vacation, it felt a bit melancholy and bittersweet.  Yet lovely.

View from the covered bridge.

Random lonely hanger inside the bridge. (???)

Meadow flowers.

Back to work.

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