through the window of a train
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there’s something old-fashioned about traveling by train that i really like. i’m always captivated by the older stations, filled with history and the accumulated travel stories of generations of people. on the train, i love watching the world pass by – snippets of unfamiliar towns, mountains or valleys in the distance, alongside the sea or a slow-moving river, a quick glimpse of someone stopped in their car, waiting at the train tracks for your train to pass by and gazing off into the distance before they continue with their day (do they wish they were on a train, traveling somewhere else?).
i snapped the photos above on a recent train journey and i love the movement, the changing scenery, the snippets captured, the blur, the light.