Stop and Smell the Roses – or Stop and Watch the Train

What’s the hurry?  It’s another gloomy, dark, humid day.  The rain never stops. 

This morning I got stopped behind several cars waiting for a train to cross.  The two cars in front of me peeled out of the line, working some interesting back-and-forth maneuvers to complete their u-turns.  I was patient, and eventually moved to the front of the line where I snapped this picture.  It wasn’t a particularly long train, but it was a very slow train.  

It's like the weather around here – slow, gray days.  The monotony is broken only by rain.  The ground is saturated and the grass is growing like crazy.