Someone I know offered me this painting. If I didn't take it, she declared it was going to be hauled away with the trash. Her husband had brought it home, but she didn't have anywhere in her house that it would work. Even though I wasn't crazy about the picture, I hated to see it thrown away. It didn't work for me either. For months it had been in a closet. However, last week I found it a home in the house that Les and Pennee vacated. And strange as it seems, this covered bridge has grown on me...maybe because of the mystery of the person who painted it.