Got in my final paddle of the summer Tuesday on the Sudbury River in Wayland, MA. After paddling beneath the Old Town Bridge (pictured above) I came across this bag of empty and crushed beer cans......in a slough near a golf course. The hanging bag contained another bag...
Each bag contained 6 cans of Bud and 6 cans of Fiddlehead.
Hanging from an adjacent tree was a more natural type of bag...
...containing stuff not to be messed with.Some final summer images included a great egret gliding over its domain...
...and a summer-like sky...
...and a tree's last summer reflection...
Paddled in the fall season on Thursday on the Assabet River in Stow, MA. While the temperature and humidity had a tropical feel, the sky had a somewhat fall-like look...
The Route 62 bridge repair work at Gleasondale continues...
Tuesday's...
Thursday's...
Having now navigated through two COVID summers I'm hoping there won't be a third.
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