West Absolute Signal Pence Springs, population zero. Alone with my thoughts while the camera paints a scene invisible to the naked eye. The crescent moon obscured by a layer of clouds, coupled w... (more)
Standing track side in a cold rain while holding an umbrella over the camera and forsaking my dryness, I couldn't help but ask myself "Why?". Ninety seconds later I had my answer. Westbound thro... (more)
A thin layer of river fog works to reflect a clear signal that's awaiting an approaching eastbound train. The large concrete pier is all that remains of the giant cantilever that came down when d... (more)