You can’t see them in this photo, but just beyond the tree line there are railroad tracks. I’m actually really happy about that. The tracks are close enough that I can hear the trains, but far enough that the sound isn’t overpowering. It’s not that I’m nuts about trains (I have a couple of coworkers who are, so I now know what train fanaticism looks like), but I find their presence comforting. It’s like when I was young, and I’d have bad dreams, and I’d wake up and wait for a car to drive by. Somehow, knowing that there were people awake and going about their business was comforting. Trains are sort of like that for me, now.
red paper boat 