Monday, December 1, 2014

How we waited, how we hid

Today I traveled to Tampere to attend a seminar. The train was late in the morning, and the timetable was tight, but everything went fine.

These photographs were taken today at the Tikkurila railway station. (Tikkurila is a Finnish company that produces paints and colors.)

(Posting title is from the poem Twelve in Yellow-Weed at the Edge by Cynthia Cruz.)

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