My heart is warm with friends I make,
   And better friends I'll not be knowing,
Yet there isn't a train I wouldn't take,
   No matter where it's going.  

                                        ~Edna St. Vincent Millay

kathe's mother wanted to go on a train ride. 

they didn't have to ask me twice!

the stationmaster had a nifty contraption (oh goody!)

to get her into the train car with her walker.

these trains go every day, and even so

people here wave to the train.

occasional kayakers on the river - they look up and wave!

later some canoeists - they wave too.

the practicing crew team ignores us.

man in motorboat with live dog as figurehead - man waves to train.

dog barks!

people wave from an island in the river

and from an estate across the river.

(were they really playing croquet?)

some cute kids on bikes waiting at the crossing.

they wave to us.

a large man in a tomato field waves

then turns back to his task

bending over broadly - we giggle.

a muscled young man with two ginormous horses

working a vast field of sunflowers -

he stops and smiles and waves.

i try to snap a photo of him the horses but 

we zoom on by and i get a large bush instead.

when they give you your ticket

they should include

a white hanky to wave out the open windows.

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