After a few more trees I'm over the James River itself. These days the river is as low as I've ever seen it. The best times to walk across the bridge are dawn and dusk. I prefer dawn, but it's only in the winter that I get to be on the bridge as the sun rises over the trees. There is something about the cold morning air, and the play of light in the morning that makes that time my favorite.
Evenings are a close second.
I get to see more of them, and some of the skies have been brilliant. This year she and I have walked together across the bridge, but we haven't met as we did last year. Once I'm across the bridge, there's a pleasant walk down Riverside Road, then through the neighborhood to the house. It's a happy walk from start to end, and I'm happy the days are cool enough to make the walk possible once again.