Into the Sun

This was taken with the camera looking directly into the low winter sun towards the North Norfolk Railway Weybourne Station and engine sheds.  
H led B and I on a circular walk through Sheringham Park on this sunny afternoon.  A most pleasant ramble with a warming coffee half way round.  I've included a railway poem for you.

From a Railway Carriage

Faster than fairies, faster than witches,
Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches;
And charging along like troops in a battle,
All through the meadows the horses and cattle:
All of the sights of the hill and the plain
Fly as thick as driving rain;
And ever again, in the wink of an eye,
Painted stations whistle by.

Here is a child who clambers and scrambles,
All by himself and gathering brambles;
Here is a tramp who stands and gazes;
And there is the green for stringing the daisies!
Here is a cart run away in the road
Lumping along with man and load;
And here is a mill and there is a river;
Each a glimpse and gone for ever!

Robert Louis Stevenson