I was going to post something else today, but uploading took forever and now it’s late and I need to sleep so that will be tomorrow’s post. Instead, here’s a photo of one of my favorite weird spots in Syracuse. It’s even better at night.
It’s the edge of the parking lot against the train tracks at the Wegmans on James Street. It’s really best at night when trains are idled there and you hear all the low mechanical sounds and then every so often a worker will come filing through the grasses. Something about it is so evocative of… I don’t know what. I just find it oddly peaceful to park there sometimes and listen to the trains.
Something different tomorrow. Checking the box, late, again.