12 O’Clock Boys

12 O’Clock Boys

Train tracks on a rainy day. Ridin the rails gives that VIP vibe, like you’re allowed to witness what’s happening backstage: piles of twisted metal, unattached rail cars, a parked car in a far corner of an otherwise empty parking lot, wilted Christmas wreath-it’s sodden red bow sagging, brackish swamps dotted with emaciated blackened spiked tree trunks, muddy waters by a riverbank , colorful graffiti like strung lights between each station…Have I mentioned, I adore riding the train? So happy the MARC runs on weekends now.

oyinhandmade:

amazingness!

Love this!