You know, I was with (baby) my sister, Leah, when I took this photo. I made her sit in this spot for a long time, as the trains come by her town every fifteen minutes. I wanted a train picture. This was taken last summer.
*laughing* I bet she complained!
No, she was happy to sit with me. You would have complained, however, I’d have let you play your strat for me while we waited.
And the Alhambra.
What is that, Sir????
It’s one of the coolest makes of classical guitars out there!
Yes, I looked it up. Do you have one?
I don’t, actually. But I’ve been thinking about getting one…
Get one!
I know! I should get one with a cutout…and pickups, I’m thinking.
Quite a yellow streak through Nebraska, this one. I’m pleased you like it, Poet. xx
Trains are so awesome to view out on the Plains. They are very long indeed. Mostly coal from Wyoming heading east.
They really are, Jay. I enjoy the knowledge you have about trains. 😉
When my son was little, he LOVED trains! We rode on many a train, including Amtrak, and visited all kinds of train museums and such. Lovely memories this one stirred. Happy Mother’s Day, my friend!
Thanks, Willow! I’ve had this photo awhile…just found the perfect moment to share it with y’all. ♡
So glad you did. 🙂
xxxx
One of my very favorite childhood memories is of taking a train ride to the end of the line and sitting on the station platform to eat our brown bag lunches. I probably ate p&j and sat with my legs swinging over a wooden deck. We had just graduated from kindergarten in Enterprise, Alabama. It was the only day of kindergarten I liked. That train, trundling along on its tracks – outside the windows I saw the whole world rolling by, all its secrets intact. You wrote a poem just for me. Thank you, Audrey.
Shari, I can’t begin to express my enjoyment over your words. No matter how terrible Kindergarten was, the fact that you recall one day as perfect is good enough. Your vivid picture of your moment makes me feel like I was with you. I’m always so thrilled when my words work for you, my kindred. ♡ You are very welcome.
You should definitely try to rob the train.
You know, I was with (baby) my sister, Leah, when I took this photo. I made her sit in this spot for a long time, as the trains come by her town every fifteen minutes. I wanted a train picture. This was taken last summer.
*laughing* I bet she complained!
No, she was happy to sit with me. You would have complained, however, I’d have let you play your strat for me while we waited.
And the Alhambra.
What is that, Sir????
It’s one of the coolest makes of classical guitars out there!
Yes, I looked it up. Do you have one?
I don’t, actually. But I’ve been thinking about getting one…
Get one!
I know! I should get one with a cutout…and pickups, I’m thinking.
Yes, both. Get twelve.
Love the view 😉
Quite a yellow streak through Nebraska, this one. I’m pleased you like it, Poet. xx
Trains are so awesome to view out on the Plains. They are very long indeed. Mostly coal from Wyoming heading east.
They really are, Jay. I enjoy the knowledge you have about trains. 😉
When my son was little, he LOVED trains! We rode on many a train, including Amtrak, and visited all kinds of train museums and such. Lovely memories this one stirred. Happy Mother’s Day, my friend!
Wonderful photo and such amazingly apt words!! ❤
Thanks, Willow! I’ve had this photo awhile…just found the perfect moment to share it with y’all. ♡
So glad you did. 🙂
xxxx
One of my very favorite childhood memories is of taking a train ride to the end of the line and sitting on the station platform to eat our brown bag lunches. I probably ate p&j and sat with my legs swinging over a wooden deck. We had just graduated from kindergarten in Enterprise, Alabama. It was the only day of kindergarten I liked. That train, trundling along on its tracks – outside the windows I saw the whole world rolling by, all its secrets intact. You wrote a poem just for me. Thank you, Audrey.
Shari, I can’t begin to express my enjoyment over your words. No matter how terrible Kindergarten was, the fact that you recall one day as perfect is good enough. Your vivid picture of your moment makes me feel like I was with you. I’m always so thrilled when my words work for you, my kindred. ♡ You are very welcome.
You absolutely got it right – thanks!
Yay! 🙂
so wonderful
dreams still
alive 🙂
Dreams make
A busy world
Worthwhile 🙂