a pufferbelly

At six-thirty this morning Renee and I climbed to the top of Mount Tzouhalem - a two hour hike. After lunch I biked to Walmart. While in the parking lot, I heard the Forest Museum train whistle. First to the photo department and then to the Forest Museum. I stood outside of the museum near a fence and a curve in the tracks. I waited thirty minutes for the train. The wait was worth it. The Forest Museum is open for the summer months.