After a night of fevered coughing, I got out of bed this morning to take my youngest child to school. Breathing in the cold, moist air felt good on my sore lungs. I haven’t felt much like writing on my blog this week, so I figured I’d stop and take a photo, so long as I was awake in the early morning light. Traintrack Village is full of Christmas decorations, so I thought maybe I’d take a picture of something cheery.
But instead, as I came back along the traintracks, a route I travel every single day, I decided to snap a photo of the tracks. I’ve lived somewhere near these tracks all my life. They’ve always been there. I like that they curve. I never know a train is approaching until I hear the whistle and feel the rumbling. As I stood in the cold winter air, wondering when we’re going to get some snow, I looked down the tracks and wondered what might be coming along them next.
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Thanks for this, Jo(e). I never get tired of shooting (or looking at) train tracks.
Next week: working lunch with your mss.??
;-)
The thing coming next will likely be a train... ;-)
FA: Yes. As soon as I get rid of this cold, we need to get together for lunch.
AF: Or a coyote. The traintracks are a corridor for wildlife.
Well, I hope what comes next is rest and a happy immune system.
(Christmas?)
I hope you feel better!!!!
((((reiki)))) and healing vibes.
I hope you manage to do everything int he best possible way.
(I did send some distance Reiki)
((((jo(e)))))
I looked down the tracks and wondered what might be coming along them next.
Sounds rather allegorical...
Here via Brightened Boy. I like the train track image - seems most things in life lend themselves to metaphor.
Train tracks are a great photo subject. I especially love the way you captured its curve and the bits of houses.
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