Trains and Time and Sound

037 Sometimes Gracefully Trains

I love this abandoned train yard near our apartment. My parents’ home is situated near a set of active train tracks. Growing up, I’d fall asleep listening to the rumbling of a train traversing the tracks. We’d count the cars, walk the tracks, and pick up any loose coal that might have fallen from the cars. Once every summer, an old steam engine would chug across the tracks and ring a large bell to signal its passing. Trains were such a fascinating part of my childhood and always seem to remind me of home.

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Now, Darrin and I fall asleep listening to the sounds of cars rolling across the 35W bridge or boats driving down the Mississippi. It’s funny to track the changes in your life by the changes in the sounds you’re used to hearing. I grew upΒ with an ear attuned toΒ trains, barking dogs, mumbles fromΒ the voicesΒ downstairs, laughter from my sisters’ bedrooms, shouts on the soccer field, musical notes on a piano, etc. Now my ears are attuned to my husband’s humming from his office, the noisy baby in the apartment above us, the Skype dial tone before a call from my sisters, the hum of the espresso machine in our kitchen, and the movement of the wind down by the river. Sound can be one crazy timeline.

I hope your week is off to a great start! I’m feeling extra motivated today. It might be all this warm weather Minneapolis has finally been experiencing. Or it might be the 10 chocolate covered espresso beans I consumed earlier. Either way, bring it on, Tuesday!

P.S. Sweater capes and ponchos are basically excuses to wear a blanket in public. And I’m all about that. Way to go, winter weather fashion.

5 Comments

  • Reply Jamie March 11, 2014 at 12:47 pm

    It’s strange how we get so used to the sounds that surround us that they become a part of where we are. When I moved, I started noticing the sounds I wasn’t used to and I noticed that the sounds I was used to weren’t there anymore. I hadn’t even consciously noticed them before. Now I’m finally becoming used to the sounds here

  • Reply Amandine March 11, 2014 at 2:37 pm

    Amazing landscape for a great look ! I love it !

    Amandine
    http://laspheredamandine.com

  • Reply jennifer prod March 11, 2014 at 11:28 pm

    this post makes me really happy πŸ™‚ i visited my grandma’s new condo when i was in phoenix, and she made a point of showing us her view of the train tracks. she said that only a handful of residents (she lives in assisted-living) got train views, and so she waited weeks to be one of the lucky few. her dad (my great grandfather) worked on the railroad when she was young, and seeing the trains reminds her of him. sweet, right?

    • Reply Grace Beekman March 14, 2014 at 8:59 am

      That is SO sweet! I’ve got a grandpa in assisted living who loves getting baseball hats. It’s the little things! πŸ™‚

  • Reply Catherine March 12, 2014 at 4:42 am

    This is such a great reflective post. You have a way with words that is really appealing. p.s I love any excuse to wear blankets and your poncho looks so comfortable πŸ™‚

    Cat

    http://golightlyglam.com/

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