Today was about ICM and slowing the shutter. The melting snow and the overcast sky meant that nothing picturesque was out there today. In which case, we make our own landscape. Not to all tastes, I suspect.
On one of the routes that Henry and I take on our morning walks there's a lovely bench just sitting under some trees near a bridge. All the benches on the trail are the same, but this just has a feel of somewhere you can stop and take stock before going over the river.
This bridge leads off a main trail to an area where I've photographed warblers, hawks and other birds. It's a bridge to a little bit of natural magic.