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.