Tonight was the first evening in an age when it was cool enough for our evening walk to be genuinely enjoyable - and full of people (and a variety of dogs) also out walking and commenting on how temperate it was. And - for the second time in just over a week, what did we hear but the long mournful hoot of the train on our little local railway track. It had, indeed, gone down to Lamy earlier, with some carriages, but the engine seemed to be coming back without them. These are the first trains, so far as I know, to run since the Santa Fe Southern Railway ceased operations back in 2014 - I'm just delighted to see that trains can run on the chamisa-and-tumbleweed overgrown tracks, but I'd love to know who's operating them, and if it presages something good.
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