Plow
Posted by Zhoen on Sunday, January 10, 2010
Essays. Meanderings and mutterings. Lots of photos of our cat. Counting coup on fifty years existence.
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6 comments:
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That's terrific, love the way the snow curls up from the front in symmetry. And the whole thing gives such an odd, lonely feeling, hard to imagine a human element to it.
(obrrrrrrr)
Gorgeous. An amazing amount of trust in the engineers who designed the equipment and in the engineer who was handling the train.
This was clip was emailed to me and billed as being in North Dakota.
David C.
That is certainly consistent with the train and landscape.
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