When nature meets man.
Look at the blurry tree caught in motion with the train. My friend saw this photo and said; “that blurry thing looks like you caught a ghost on camera”. What do you think?
I call this one passengers. We stopped for a pee break at Yonkers station in N.Y. It’s the last stop before Pennsylvania Station, NY. It was sundown and I remember getting out of the train to stretch my legs. The evening was pregnant with nostalgia. I didn’t want the train ride to end.
This image made me think of luxury; beach house by the water in a secluded part of the country, a yacht, and lazy Sunday afternoons sipping something sweet with a lover on the yacht, or long walks on the pier. Can you see it?
I little over exposed but that gives this photo a sort of tired look, like that lorry.
When I saw this house, I imagined living or working here every day; the sound of the trains and their passengers, traveling to places i might never get to see. It felt nice to be one of those passengers that someone working in that this building might wave at as the train choo-choos by.
I love the lone sun ray slicing through the photo, and the shimmer of it’s light on the water.
These are the photos I took on my 10-hour train ride along the Hudson Valley from Montréal, Canada to New York City.