When My Heart is in the Bay State.

 I lived and worked in Massachusetts (the Bay State) for thirty years.

My heart is often there, not of course in the bitterly cold winters; but frequently in the beautiful autumns.

I crossed the French King Bridge (across the Connecticut River) on Route 2; on the Western Massachusetts so-called "Mohawk Trail",  so many times.

It's a gorgeous bridge, high above the river; between the towns of Erving and Gill.

Here is a great aerial and autumnal photo' of the bridge and the river.

  It doesn't get much better than this:


Photo' via my Western Mass friend the Revd. Jane Dunning.

( A Google search will tell you more about the bridge)



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