Ravages of Time

(Photo Credit: C.E. Ayr) There was something unique about trains. There was something even more unique about watching trains. There was something indescribably unique about watching trains arrive at and depart from stations. Shriek, Screech, Sidings, Fishplates, Rhythm, Pattern, Symmetry. Spitting out weary passengers and swallowing enthusiastic ones. But the passage of time was not … Continue reading Ravages of Time