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“To notice the beauty in things left behind is to see the soul of the life it once lived.” - Heather Durren
Some children made bird feeders from half apples. A few days later the birds had been very thorough! Sometimes of a morning I feel this way too :)
Poem today, a bite of Robert Frost, After Apple Picking
Of apple-picking: I am overtired
Of the great harvest I myself desired.
There were ten thousand thousand fruit to touch,
Cherish in hand, lift down, and not let fall.
For all
That struck the earth,
No matter if not bruised or spiked with stubble,
Went surely to the cider-apple heap
As of no worth.
Ukivok by Furillen
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Shirt: Legal Insanity - Neil Shirt Leaf
Body: Aesthetic - Enzo
Head: Catwa - Daniel
Hair: Bryce - Edo Cappuccino
Shape: Trimmer Bay - Custom
A trio of Lehigh Valley Rail Management switchers haul an empty ingot car from Lehigh Heavy Forge Corporation.
“In all our searching, the only thing we've found that makes the emptiness bearable is each other.”
― Carl Sagan
CN U73082-09 approaches Iron Junction with an empty train returning to Thunderbird for another load of crude iron ore. This is one of the two "T-Bird" trains that shuttles crude ore from Thunderbird to Fairlane around the clock. Luckily for us, this one had a classic old IC SD40-2 for power. The train uses loops to both load and unload, so the same engine leads in both directions.
NSM 650 leads an empty tailings train past probably the most shot location on the Iron Range towards Silver Bay for another load before returning to the tailings pond later in the morning. The overlook looking towards "Railfan Rock" may be a common shot, but I understood why when I visited for the first time. It really is fantastic.
A Baltimore & Ohio GP40-2 and a Chesapeake & Ohio B30-7 bring a train of empties through Danville, West Virginia. The S4 on the left belongs to the Southern Appalachian Coal Company (Julian Mines). It’s interesting that it is an as-built Alco, and not a Caterpillar re-engined “bug slug” more typical of mine power in the area.
Fascinating and terrible desert with its subtle nuances of color and soft and hard structures and formations. Here man may very little to intervene in the work of nature..
It snowed again last night which created puddles in the gutter. I am drawn to them just like a little kid. My husband hates when I play in the gutter because he doesn't want me to get hit by a car. I get so into what I am doing that it really could happen but I love the reflections and dreamy emptiness it creates. Oh and this is the cute little gift I bought myself last night.
So my 100 day project of spring cleaning my life is really not moving in the right direction. Between spring break, crazy weather and my inability to get motivated it has stalled. I am vowing to jump in where I am and start again today.