Last night at work it became rather cold, and I unsure what the actual temperature was but the slight wind did not help things at all. A fog rolled in around 1:30 2 o'clock, somewhere in there, and made the train yard kind of gloomy but also somewhat awesome. The trains rolling in and out of town had their lights on and you could see the beams for quite a distance shining solidly throughout the fog. The extra moisture did not help the temperature any, but something womderful happened when the sun starting coming up a little after 5.
Suddenly you could see the frost that had settled in on all the sedentary objects of the town itself. Trees, vehicles, fences, all of them had a nice white coating that was not there before. Once the sun crested the hills in the eastern part of town the fog finished lifting and you could really see what had occured in the night. I suppose the fog did not lift completely as you couldn't see beyond the hills themselves, but I was to distracted to really notice, or care for that matter. I was to busy scanning the horizon and noticing all the trees up on the cemetary hill had been encased in frost as well. It was a beautiful scene that really made me stop and appreciate what it means to live in a town. While I was waiting for the coal train to leave the track I was protecting I really basked in the calmness that was washing over me at that very moment.
I realized that is one reason I can never live in a big city, I have to be able to see the stars at night, and to find areas that are right in the middle of things but yet allow for silence. I think I am a 60,000 people kind of guy, those size cities have all the amenities of life that I want and need, and still are able to get concerts and other events to roll through town, or are short drives to a bigger city that will have that which you seek. I kind of wish I could go back and experience that moment again, but I realize that it would lose it's strength and importance if I was able to do that, so I will have to remember it and that will be enough.
Suddenly you could see the frost that had settled in on all the sedentary objects of the town itself. Trees, vehicles, fences, all of them had a nice white coating that was not there before. Once the sun crested the hills in the eastern part of town the fog finished lifting and you could really see what had occured in the night. I suppose the fog did not lift completely as you couldn't see beyond the hills themselves, but I was to distracted to really notice, or care for that matter. I was to busy scanning the horizon and noticing all the trees up on the cemetary hill had been encased in frost as well. It was a beautiful scene that really made me stop and appreciate what it means to live in a town. While I was waiting for the coal train to leave the track I was protecting I really basked in the calmness that was washing over me at that very moment.
I realized that is one reason I can never live in a big city, I have to be able to see the stars at night, and to find areas that are right in the middle of things but yet allow for silence. I think I am a 60,000 people kind of guy, those size cities have all the amenities of life that I want and need, and still are able to get concerts and other events to roll through town, or are short drives to a bigger city that will have that which you seek. I kind of wish I could go back and experience that moment again, but I realize that it would lose it's strength and importance if I was able to do that, so I will have to remember it and that will be enough.
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Furniture fetish? I didn't say it...