Sunday, March 16, 2014

Train to Olympia with much bridge fascination

Two weekends ago I took A Cascadade leaving Vancouver at 
6:30 a.m.
I began riding trains when I was 5 years old. I rode a lot during high school, college, & grad school years.
I just love seeing patches of land that usually are out of sight, sometimes quite unintentionally landscaped & 'furnished'. Often they are forlorn, stunningly beautiful, or dramatic.

Here's the best of quite a few photos. Most of them are taken with the train moving. Some have window-reflections & other ambiguities.  It was snowing when I left.
There seems to be a lot of bridges.






The smallest tugboat I've ever seen.



Sunday morning intersection




Early morning joggers-in-the-rain







pump house

border sculpture