By the time the Zayande River bed reaches Isfahan from the Zagros mountains in August, it is bare. The earth splinters into a mosaic with a few bits of green on the tesserae-like edges. The Zayanderud used to flow strongly and for most of the year, but recently Isfahan only see a life source refilling this basin for a few months every year. Below are some photos I took at the Si-o-Seh Pol (bridge) built in 1602 and the Pol-e Khaju built in 1650. The evenings on the bridges are especially delightful with families, friends and couples chatting, enjoying a picnic and watching the sunset.