Friday, March 20, 2009

Wating For A Train. . .

Standing by these tracks in Pennsylvania in 1987, I couldn't decide whether I liked the image better in portrait layout or in landscape. . . so I did it both ways. Sometimes life's like that. And I'm still not sure which one I like better even now, 20 some years later. And naturally, a song comes to mind : "Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train, feelin' nearly faded as my jeans..."
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3 comments:

ladydi said...

I'll vote for landscape. (You are taking votes, aren't you??)

Owen Phillips said...

Yes, let's get those votes rolling in here now folks, I know you're out there; so step up and speak out ! :-))

Vivian said...

They both offer different feels but I tend to like the top photo a tad bit more...I love depth of field photos.

...I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,
I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues.
Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobby's hand in mine,
We sang every song that driver knew.

LOVE that song!!!