I guess (or: I remember) sometime in the last years having mentioned that my father was a railroad employee. I often visited him at the station as a child and they had exactly the same ticket "system" or "dispenser" - and almost the same kind of tickets.
Tumbleweed It was August (known to be a windy month of the year) and it was blowing a gale. Tumbleweeds hurtled across our path, pressed forward by the busy wind. While I was photographing the tumbleweed, I braved the icy blast to find a few more tiny flowers and fruits by the roadside.
You know...they ARE soothing!
ReplyDeleteFantastic details!
ReplyDeleteI guess (or: I remember) sometime in the last years having mentioned that my father was a railroad employee. I often visited him at the station as a child and they had exactly the same ticket "system" or "dispenser" - and almost the same kind of tickets.
ReplyDeleterepeating patterns make good photos too.
ReplyDeletelove the patterns.. My dad was a ticket seller for many years, and those cardboard tickets bring back so many memories of him...
ReplyDeleteHadn't thought about them being soothing as such, but I know they are most attractive to the eye.
ReplyDeleteThe PTC was not all that long ago, either.
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