There’s a train that comes running by daily. To most, that would come as an annoyance. I hear it today and I am comforted. Autumn comes to mind. That’s when we moved here. Last year.
The sweltering heat, freeze pops, blowing of fans, and sandals pass with each click-clack of the tracks; inviting crisp, cool air, warm meals, snuggles, boots and a new beginning in the same home.
Summer chugs on by.