I love trains. I live in a town that has been a hub since the beginning of trains in Michigan. Once a month for a week or so the activity picks up and you hear trains night and day. It's possible to get stopped for a train going to and coming from town. I have never lived in a place where I couldn't hear a train in the background. I love the sound in the night. The engineers have different, distinctive whistles. Some can be downright sad. One day, I'll get up to painting an actual train.
I had a very productive day. I also finished "Dozens". A large, messy bunch of flowers. Just the way I like it. 24x21, oil on panel.