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walking the rails
Nov. 17th, 2019 11:59 pmWalking the rails is better when the weather isn't quite so bitingly cold, but it's always good. It's a way through the landscape that you don't usually see.
The rails were shining blue from the blue sky overhead:
I saw cows--these cows--eating old butternut squash, just like they were this time last year, but this time I was seeing them from behind.
And I saw a hidden vehicle graveyard:
And milkweed, glowing whiter than milk
And a chilly November wetland
It was only a mini-ramble, but it was good. It's been so long since I've wandered Between like this.
The rails were shining blue from the blue sky overhead:
I saw cows--these cows--eating old butternut squash, just like they were this time last year, but this time I was seeing them from behind.
And I saw a hidden vehicle graveyard:
And milkweed, glowing whiter than milk
And a chilly November wetland
It was only a mini-ramble, but it was good. It's been so long since I've wandered Between like this.
