[3W4DW] {these moments of glad grace}
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Manchester is so beautiful that I cannot even.
And the train on the way back -- oh, my heart. I meant to write about this a little last time -- maybe I did, I can't remember -- about how, more than anything else, I feel like the academic portion of the last five years has taught me to see. I look at bedrock slipping out from underneath grass, pushing up behind trees, and it is - not friendly, but familiar: I see it and I read it and I understand, a little more, about the ground I'm standing on.
Trains are great. Trains take me through cuttings, and they take me past gorse-in-bloom against bright-blue-sky; past drystone walls and hills; past rainstorms with wind turbines silhouetted against them and starkly white beyond their edges; past lambs and cherry trees dripping blossom and tulips and daffodils lurking in the sidings. I - yes. I love this land, this earth.
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Manchester is so beautiful that I cannot even.
And the train on the way back -- oh, my heart. I meant to write about this a little last time -- maybe I did, I can't remember -- about how, more than anything else, I feel like the academic portion of the last five years has taught me to see. I look at bedrock slipping out from underneath grass, pushing up behind trees, and it is - not friendly, but familiar: I see it and I read it and I understand, a little more, about the ground I'm standing on.
Trains are great. Trains take me through cuttings, and they take me past gorse-in-bloom against bright-blue-sky; past drystone walls and hills; past rainstorms with wind turbines silhouetted against them and starkly white beyond their edges; past lambs and cherry trees dripping blossom and tulips and daffodils lurking in the sidings. I - yes. I love this land, this earth.
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Date: 2013-05-03 12:08 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2013-05-03 10:10 am (UTC)My first job after leaving school was with British Rail. I have always loved trains. They are in my blood as my great, great grandfather worked for the railways in the 1800s, as did my great grandfather and my grandfather.
The direct train trip from Manchester to Cambridgeshire is glorious. It goes right across the stunningly beautiful Derbyshire Peak District, the county of my birth. My heart always beats faster and bursts with pride when I look out of the train window to those staggeringly beautiful views.