The various landscapes that we passed through blended together in my mind, and now, a few days later, I can't sort out just when we got to where. But that's appropriate to the trip. If I had driven a car, with all the tension over making time and keeping the tank full and motels and all that, I'd likely remember the order of things. With train travel, none of that matters, and so there's a floating quality, gently riding along marinating in beauty all around.So all I end up knowing is that this photo was taken in the late afternoon, and it probably wasn't in Nebraska!
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