We went down to the suspension bridge over the LaPlatte River. The suspension bridge replaces the log with the rickety handrail that I crossed over so many times with Iris on my back that first winter. But the log with the rickety handrail is gone and the suspension bridge is closed: tied closed, ladder up. Someone on the other side of the river built the suspension bridge for kids to cross on their way to school. No one, as far as I know, fell in or through or even so much as got a splinter on the bridge. But it’s closed now. It probably made some nervous grown-ups extra nervous. Silly grown-ups. They always go and spoil the fun.

June 6th update:

Here is a link to the Shelburne News about the bridge and why it is closed.