On trains

It wasn’t the first time. I want to travel. I  want to ride Eurail and sleep on the Berlin Night Express. I want to wear metal shoes, let scream my brakes, and chuff down the line to forever.

Blue Ridge Scenic Railway

This weekend at Trifecta, we get to add our 33 words to the five “It wasn’t the first time”.  In case you wonder, because Madame Syntax would, the tense change is deliberate.

And hey, notice anything DIFFERENT? Looks nothing like my test, does it? That’s because I got awesome feedback about what looked good and what didn’t. And it’s also because the amazingly generous Marie Nichole of My Cyber House Rules made me a header and a button.. It’s a gift I could never have asked for, and it’s seriously something that would have been out of my budget. Especially one this perfect. She also gave me some excellent specific design tips. I’ll be tweaking with a couple more of them in the next few days. Please, share the love with her from me, because her work has shaped the blog design from top to bottom. Thank you Marie. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

About jesterqueen:
Jessie Powell is the Jester Queen. She likes to tell you about her dog, her kids, her fiction, and her blog, but not necessarily in that order.

Comments

On trains — 17 Comments

  1. My mom tells me that we took a train trip from Ohio to Tennessee when I was little… I don't remember it. But, my dream vacation is to take an AmTrak trip up the east coast. There is something very romantic about trains.

    I like the new header, very cute.
    My recent post Storm ready

    • And the East coast is about the only place (well, once you get as far North as DC) where Amtrak has ANY history of getting places on time. At all. We loved our honeymoon, but we knew from the start that nothing would happen on time.

  2. Love the new look! Trains hold a special allure for a lot of folks, stemming from the esoteric nature of the inside of train cars maybe???
    I don't know. Just love, love, love your piece.

    • Yay! Glad you like it. For me, the allure is in the rocking motion and lulling sound. It's in moving through forgotten places, dragging this industrial behemoth through the middle of an otherwise undisturbed forest, or riding it right through the middle of a small town. My husband and I took Amtrak for our honeymoon, and I remember rattling through somewhere in Nebraska past this old house that reminded me of my childhood home where the laundry was all hanging out to dry in the backyard not fifty feet from the train window. It was such a powerful contrast.

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