trains for crickets

I have written about how I miss the sound of the trains here in Hemet. I do.

One evening shortly after we moved here, as we were sitting outside, Terry sipping her wine and I my scotch, Terry said that we had traded our train sounds for the sound of crickets.

We have.

That really hit me as we were sitting inside in the evening on our very rainy Saturday last week.

Yes, trains for crickets.

But I still miss my trains.



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