There's an abandoned railroad that passes by my house, and Nikki & I followed it one day.
The juxtaposition of railroad (industrialization, Global North) and palm tree (leisure, South) blows my mind. Time to be more open-minded anyway.
And the vegetation that one finds on a rundown railway that runs through backyards and other dodgy places. There were some stunningly large plants that I couldn't recognize.
And finally, an olive orchard! Now I really feel Mediterranean.
"One of these days and it won't be long, goin' down in the valley to sing my song. Gonna sing it loud, sing it strong, let the echoes decide if I was right or wrong."
- Bob Dylan, "Silvio"
And here are the imprints of those echoes.
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