I can hardly wait for the “cold weather” to begin down here in southern Florida. I love when I can open my window at night and sleep with fresh air instead of air conditioning.
One of the things that I have found I love is the sound of the train horn when it passes about a mile up the street from me. 5:45 am… at times it sounds like it’s coming right thru my bedroom.. and yet other times it has a more distant haunting sound.
Below is the exact spot (in the town where I live) that it passes each day….
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![train2[1]](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGNFSFZePXyVAPurjCp_GrZAMXuuHj67Rxl5sdRYbPKimbfXwI1CeSthww24pqllek6f_A1N6QfOZO_OM3c7rZC9NxOzgfeELRFZBox31CWVBjh_GUR6rBuXswo1tKDuLRop_oCPFxTlc/s1600-h/train213.jpg "train2[1]")
It comes from the South…
![train4[1]](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSWe2A1rE08Lf9K8L6F2rPTUvWnncfM_yYjREDKNVAnv_7Tj-11GJsCVljcmKw6ppufG20cb5EnyobzOnJQ1RfXbPiK05SDoqahdIjiQtRjEQ5Cyvqa8e8knxXXgRh1bQSRlrsPo_hRbo/s1600-h/train413.jpg "train4[1]")
and goes to the North…
![train3[1]](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1B0yjfOZK0ND88kkFH82-pTazhEN8c0fsTOfDPt4Ol_W3lk35vhCcRm6b_GgpZJKATZSHDSwj6jAqp4uBd9laichVBdoEg9BUmSH79LcGPqtWJhrAmFkZ6hfXZhtZWrup6meB6T8oWZg/s1600-h/train313.jpg "train3[1]")
…and leaves me wondering just where it is going and what it is delivering somewhere beyond South Florida.
1 comment:
I live in a railroad-festooned town. Tons of history here, and lots of streets and intersections are bisected by tracks and crossings. Motorists often get ticked off when they're late for work because of a passing train, but I've always taught our kids to enjoy the moments when they pass by. The sound is so resonant.
Just last night, I was walking the dog and the sound of a distant train was carried by the wind to our little neighborhood. I couldn't help but smile. Thanks for the reminder.
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