I’ve talked before about how sometimes it’s a long time between trains. I think there’s something about holding a camera that makes you want to take photos (which could very well explain how our society is devolving into a puddle of narcissistic selfies… but I think I’ve digressed). While standing by the rails, in between bouts of willing the train signal to come on, I look around and find other things to photograph.
I tried to photo merge these two photos to make it look like the plane was flying to/into the moon. But the sky was different colors and it didn’t look right.