Brooklyn Bridge

Anything I’ve said or implied about actively missing normal tourist hours, please redouble as concerns the Brooklyn Bridge. At six in the morning or even seven, I suspect it would have been glorious. At three, it was a misery of tourists. The bridge itself was glorious, especially when one was not in peril from a speeding bicycle or crowds pushing one into racing arms of handlebars.

©2018 Joseph Yarbrough

For custom print or canvas sizes, framing, or custom cards, click here for an estimate on your project.