Train of Thought

I can't say I'm real fond of the way blogger does background images. Unless you have a huge monitor, its hard to even tell what the photo is supposed to be. I guess I could make it smaller, but then it would look funny on a big monitor. What would be ideal is if it could scale itself, but perhaps that is more of a browser issue than blogger.

Anyway, here is a smaller version of the background photo so you can see the...umm...big picture...

This was taken back in November at the Park Meadows light rail station. I had some time to kill one night, and wandered up to the platform to entertain myself. Never having been there before, I was surprised to see all the gates were open with "out of service" signs on them. Lucky me.

Though it wasn't terribly late, most of the time I was the only one around. There would be the occasional person or two getting on or off the train, but they were rather far between and didn't stick around long. It was quite cold, and my fingers soon started going numb. But I was having such fun trying different shots with all the interesting light patterns, I didn't really notice. (At least, not until getting back to the car!)

After I had been wandering around for 20 minutes or so, a security guard suddenly appeared out of nowhere and wanted to know why I was taking pictures. I explained it was just a hobby and assured him I did not intend to profit from them. That seemed to be the answer he was looking for, and when I turned my back for a minute, he quietly disappeared back to the mystery location where he had appeared from. Silly me, I thought the concern might be with public safety. I guess copyrights are more important these days.

The most interesting thing to me about this photo are the unusual curved streaks of light along the side of the train that seem out of place. They almost look like dust on the negative...except this was all digital. I'm still perplexed about how they were formed. Perhaps there were some small, reflective objects blowing around in the turbulence of the moving train. Neat.