Mono Monday - Sounds

Today’s mono Monday challenge – ‘Sound’,   got me thinking about my favourite sounds.  Amongst many were birdsong...especially that of the blackbird at dusk, the sound of church bells carried on the breeze, the droning of bees as they flit from flower to flower , the gentle sound of waves washing against the pebbly beach , and the sound of wind rustling through the reeds out on the marsh.
 Not easy to interpret as a photo, so I went with another favourite sound...that of a steam train with its hissing and loud whistles and that wonderfully emotive deep chugging noise it makes as it pulls the train out of the station.  Happily the Poppy Line obliged with all those sounds this afternoon.
The extra is of the afternoon sun in the booking hall.
Thanks to Jdo for hosting. 

Adlestrop
 
Yes, I remember Adlestrop –
The name because one afternoon
Of heat the express-train drew up there
Unwontedly. It was late June.
The steam hissed. Someone cleared his throat.
No one left and no one came
On the bare platform. What I saw
Was Adlestrop – only the name
And willows, willow-herb, and grass,
And meadowsweet, and haycocks dry,
No whit less still and lonely fair
Than the high cloudlets in the sky.
And for that minute a blackbird sang
Close by, and round him, mistier,
Farther and farther, all the birds
Of Oxfordshire and Gloucestershire.
 
Edward Thomas