​The wandering photographer sees the same show that everyone else sees.

Édouard Boubat goes on to say "He, however, stops to watch it.​"

The stone bridge crosses the Danube at Regensburg -- about 250 miles upstream from Vienna beyond which the river is not navigable to anything more than small craft. The bridge was begun in 1135. (obviously the roadway has been improved since then.) Regensburg was old then -- it was a Roman outpost already a couple of centuries old and the site of salt mines of great importance to the Roman empire.

We don't have visible history that ancient. Those who were here first built from wood and had no written language. At the time the stone bridge was built Cahokia Illinois was a thriving city and trading center with a population rivaling that of Rome and greater than Paris or London -- but the only visible history there are the burial mounds and carefully excavated sites of wood structures.

When I turned around after taking this photograph I was looking at a small stone building -- now a Wurstküche (sausage kitchen) -- that was originally built to feed the workers building the bridge. It still prides itself on having the best bratwurst (but then again so does every other village along the river or the canal that now connects to the headwaters of the Main and then Rhine.

Taking orders for wurst and sauerkraut

The photographer's equinox is almost here (when the tap water comes out at exactly 68 degrees) and I hope to get back to the darkroom soon - and to get behind a camera soon also.