I live in the shadows, that place between light and dark. I can live in obscurity without being in total darkness. I can move into the light but retreat when I become too exposed. It is the place that I feel most at home. Always wishing to be in the light, but only safe in the shadows.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Shadow Train



While driving I came across a huge lone of grain cars. The were lined up for kilometres by the grain elevator in a small town, waiting for the harvest. The line was broken only by the occasional road crossing. I took the picture showing the train and its companion...the shadow train running beside it.

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