One of the things I like about train travel is being able to appreciate the scenery along the way. You get to see the farms and vineyards. The huge windmills are everywhere along the route from Limoges to Paris. Mostly farmland and cows. Occasionally a huge fortified château flashes by in a small village.
I love the fact that I get to see people's backyards as well. The front yard is your face to the public, the backyard is your true face. It feels like you get a sense of who is living there, it really is an intimate view. Toys everywhere indicates a family. Meticulous lawn probably means retired. Sometimes I wonder if you can tell income level by a backyard. Are pleasure gardens with only flowers more for the upper class versus a very practical garden growing food for the middle and lower class? That might be interesting to see if that correlates at all. Seattle might not be a good example with all us urban farmers in the mix.
What I've seen:
I love the fact that I get to see people's backyards as well. The front yard is your face to the public, the backyard is your true face. It feels like you get a sense of who is living there, it really is an intimate view. Toys everywhere indicates a family. Meticulous lawn probably means retired. Sometimes I wonder if you can tell income level by a backyard. Are pleasure gardens with only flowers more for the upper class versus a very practical garden growing food for the middle and lower class? That might be interesting to see if that correlates at all. Seattle might not be a good example with all us urban farmers in the mix.
What I've seen:
- Rusting train cars
- Cows of unknown breed
- Fluffy lambs
- Graffiti
- Lilacs
- Trees just starting to leaf out
- A tiny dog on the train that reminds me of my dog Buttons that I had as a child
- Ducks
- White tailed deer
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