There once was an old trolley bridge which fell into disrepair. It was an eyesore, but too expensive for the small town to destroy. One lady had a dream to transform the mess into a bridge of beauty, and in 1928 the Women’s Club did just that! A sign on the highway drew me to the Bridge of Flowers [Address of a nearby drugstore, worth peering into itself: 52 Bridge St Shelburne Falls, MA 01370] in a quaint little town divided by the Deerfield River.
Not knowing what to expect, when I entered I couldn’t suppress my delight. It was approaching dusk, the colors on the mountains and river were muted contrasting greatly with the vibrant flowers on the bridge and buildings across the water.
A thin path leads you through an array of beautiful brightly colored blooms, each more dazzling than the next.
Keep your eyes peeled for humming birds! We spotted quite a few on the short walk. The bridge is open April through October, when flowers are blooming. The metamorphose of this bridge is a great lesson in the power of reusing something old and creating something new and wonderful out of it. The Bridge of Flowers is certainly one of the loveliest places I have ever been.