"We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing." ~George Bernard Shaw

"Look at everything as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time." ~Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn


Sunday, April 26, 2015

Magpie Tales #267 On the Road Again

Image provided by Tess Kincaid of Magpie Tales
 
 Gone are the days
Of slowly traveling
Rocking back and forth

 
Today landscapes zip by
Reality reflections....
Only momentarily glimpsed
 
 
Too bad we lost the art of travel.

11 comments:

Elena Sands said...

Those days are gone indeed. Now we get crammed into sardine compartments with farty, germy air and we fly. I rode a train in Scotland once, a long time ago, and it was pleasant, but mostly because there weren't that many people on the train. :-( Nice write.

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

Anymore it's just hurry and get from point A to point B.

Sandee said...

When we're on our boat and cruising down the river we've not lost our art of travel.

Have a fabulous day honey. Big hugs to you and tons of scritches to Miss Lucy. ♥♥♥

Tess Kincaid said...

I wholeheartedly agree...

Sandra said...

the art of traveling...yes !!

Helena said...

We sure are in a hurry these days. I quite like an overnight coach ride as dire as that may sound. I'm usually the only one awake but I enjoy the time to myself. Elbows and all!

Stephen Hayes said...

I hope we haven't lost the art of travel because I'm hitting the road in a few weeks.

messymimi said...

Bigger Girl and Little Girl rode the City of New Orleans train to Chicago and back a couple of years ago. They loved it, and i've thought about taking train trips since. It actually is a nice way to go.

Kutamun said...

How the landscape suffers for desrth of mythic beings , such is our haste and concentrated vision ...

Susan Anderson said...

So true, right?

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Björn Rudberg said...

Still it's possible... Just hop on the train,