it’s Sunday night and we are All home, yes I emphasized all because it’s a rare occurrence that we are all home at night early and settled in. The reason I posted this photo is in my posts I sometimes state that I can hear the whistle of a train in the distance when all is quiet as I’m trying to sleep , this is the train tracks of that or those trains .. they sit about a mile away but you can hear the trains for miles as it echos up the valley . I love the look of them because they just seem endless . Always loved to sit close by as a teenager and write in my journal especially around Fall time a cozy but an eerie feeling .
Same as sitting in an abandon covered bridge in my town etched with names of all the teenage kids I will admit my name is their as well that would hangout or shield them self’s from rain when being with friends ..what you did living in a small town in the country. It was always eerie how the wind would blow through the old bridge making it creak.. just like the eerie sound of that train whistle .. at the moment I can’t hear it at that matter I can’t hear anything but 80″s music coming from the TV because my hubby is reliving his youth for the moment hahaha, my hubby roaming through channels and found it . I guess he’s had enough thank goodness now it’s time to shut down the tv and computer and get some sleep and maybe I will hear that lonely sound of the train whistle after all..