Of course, the night isn’t silent. The warmer seasons have their choirs of insects, chirping and other bug noises. There are automobile sounds cars racing off, an ambulance or cop. car. I remember once neighbours making love (having sex) with their windows open.
There are nights when I cannot fall asleep. Tonight , for example, is such a night. I’m watching the railroad tracks in Ashland on You Tube, hoping a train passes by. Most likely a freight train will pass, with the banal box cars and tanker cars. of today. There are few poetic reminders of the railroading past . No SCL or Milwaukee Road or Soo Line. Just the dull yellow of the leasing company that owns them.
Railroad executives aren’t poets. Maybe they wish they were. It’s a tough job keeping these monsters fed and moving. Lots of railroad execs went to Michigan , so blue and yellow are CSX’s colors, same as The Wolverines.
I watched The Golden Girls tonight.My Mom liked that show, and it really was a good show. I should have told Mom she had good taste while she was alive. I miss her.
This is why there are nights, with bug noises and heat pumps and refrigerators all doing their bits to shatter silence.
There is something about trains in the night…. 💜
There was a photographer, Winston O. Link, who photographed steam locomotives in their swan songs. Memorable pictures.
Oh, cool, I’ll have to look him up