I had set out to capture the aurora by the French King Bridge, but luck had other plans. Instead of the northern lights, I found myself surrounded by thick fog that softened the glow of the bridge lights, casting a warm, surreal glow over the river. As if on cue, a car passed across the bridge, illuminating it from above, and a meteor streaked across the sky, adding an unexpected touch to the scene. It wasn’t the shot I’d planned, but the combination of fog, light, and that fleeting meteor made it one to remember.

Photographed on the traditional lands of the Nipmuc People.

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