The Little Engine that Could (Jan. 10, 2008)

There is this perfectly picturesque train track behind our building with adorable little trains that run along it. This morning was cloudy and the lights from inside the train shown outward. I looked down to see people reading their morning papers. When the trains go past, there is a gentle rumbling and the building shakes ever so slightly. I have grown to love the periodic visits of the trains because they remind me of home.