Tuesday, 4 August 2015

We will be known forever by the tracks we leave

Trains are so special. Trains can bring you to a land far, far away. And the mystery of a deserted railroad. Trains that danced on the tracks at a dazzling speed. Came to a full stop here. Nature has taken over control again. And all we leave is the tracks.



3 comments:

  1. I grew up with trains as my grandfather and then my father worked for one of our local railroads. My family had passes so my grandmother would take take a day trip with each of the grandchildren, one at a time, on the train. Such wonderful memories. Thanks for reminding me Han.

    Hugs and blessings...Cat

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  2. I lived across the street from train tracks and traveling trains. I find comfort in the loud sounds of a train passing, even one blowing their horns!
    Beautiful image!

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    1. You realize you describe a fantasy of mine, don't you Minelle? To live across travelling trains, to hear the sounds of the trains go by?

      Ah,
      Han

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