As I passed under this stone bridge on one of Knoxville, TN's greenways, I didn't give much thought as to what sort of bridge it was. On the return trip, though, a blaring shook the springtime calm and this train steamed right through the park, waving at walkers on the way through. I stood practically right underneath it and shot these pictures toward a beautiful April sky.
ReBorn Again
2 months ago
2 comments:
Interesting perspective. I like the old train tressel.
Great pictures! I think I've been under that bridge.
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