Something old, something new...

The Bridge, there's only one in town.

At the corner of Jerusalem Street

Fall may be here soon. Some slightly cool air, and it brings with it a melancholy of some unknown nature. It felt right to take the color out of the picture for a B &W shot.

She's one of my favorite beggars in town. Always has a smile for me, no matter how bad things are. This was a particularly sunny day, with lovely music heard under the bridge from a vendor selling burned music discs..

There's only one bridge in Tsfat. Hagesher.