Last week, my daughter, Susan, and I rode over to Mound, La., to see the sun set over a little bayou that I love to shoot. We were early, so we rode on down the road and noticed how the sun was hitting the railroad tracks that parallel Hwy. 80. It was as if golden ribbons or large rope lights had been laid upon the tracks. It was a wonderful sight. And before you know it, here came a train. As it passed, it kicked up so much dust and I took photos of it as it went directly into the sun. I thought I did not get any good photos until I got home and saw what I had taken. The more I looked at them, the more I liked them. It was one of those magical moments and I am glad I was able to share them with my daughter.
Marty, those are truly awesome pictures. How blessed you were to have your daughter there to share that magical experience with you.
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