We retrieved pennies we'd taped to the railroad track yesterday, some more smashed than others. We also gathered up some pieces of coal spilled from passing trains, thinking to have Cliff start a fire for us so we could see it burn. I vaguely remember, as a child, the smell of burning coal, and wanted to re-capture that. The fire might have been successful except that Monica started tossing objects into it when it was barely starting. I'll have to play with coal fires when the girls aren't here.
I think trains are much fewer on holiday weekends, because on my horseback rides and railroad adventures the last four days, there haven't been nearly as many.
A neighbor told me yesterday that nails are fun to smash on railroad tracks, too. So that'll probably be our next experiment.
Don't hold your breath until that one, though. My knees need a rest from hill-climbing and track-walking.
Neato Mosquito! Great that you do cool things with your granddaughters! Barbara
ReplyDeleteyour grandkids are very lucky to have you!
ReplyDeleteBecky
My grandfather lived near the train staion in Ontario. He taught us how to do the penny thing. I carried a twice crushed Canadian penny for over twenty years before I lost it. I've always loved the sound of the trains.
ReplyDeleteSounds like you are surely getting that exercise!! Hugs,
ReplyDeleteLisa
Talk about knees needing a rest, I just can't begin to tell you about mine...'On Ya' - ma
ReplyDeletewow that really works ..I thought it was a wives tale....lol
ReplyDeleteDonna In TEXAS
Brings back back childhood memories when I walked the tracks to my grandmother's house daily after school.
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