The view from the Roman Bridge invites contemplation and reflection. Eighty percent of its landscape is sky and river. The flow of water, usually gentle, creates a hypnotic effect. The vegetation moves to the rhythm of the current, and it’s a transit place for numerous aquatic birds. These all create the most melodious atmosphere in the city, giving rise to a space for listening.

A changing landscape, watery murmur, the walk or the lingering gaze from the bridge leaves no one indifferent. During the cold months, it becomes a passing point, in the evenings and dawns, for starlings and jackdaws that form large clouds with truly beautiful flight choreographies. In turn, the night generates whispers among the branches, hidden movements only occasionally broken by the hooting of the tawny owl or the appearance of owls that inhabit the heritage buildings.

The warmth of temperatures returns chlorophyll to the riverside forest that shelters the passage of the Tormes. And, in this brief chronicle, we must not leave out the rain. Taking shelter under an umbrella and watching water fall on water, when infinite concentric circles form on the Tormes, is an experience to share.