This is a frequent view from my worktable window.
Living overlooking the park has its distinctive moments, not all of them prone to transpiring at 3 a.m.
People like to bring kids to sit at the tip of the park and watch the train go ding-ding-dinging and rumbling by.
My favorite is the daycare down the street that rolls up its giant-size multi-baby strollers to set for a spell and egg the toddlers on to waving and clappping.
Look, look, look! Here comes the train! There’s the traaaiin! Yaaaaayyyyy!!!
Sometimes, just before lunchtime, there’s a baby stroller convention.
Overheard today: Do you want to stay all day and watch the trains?
Yes, please.
Love Train Babies All is well when their on patrol.