i love the sound of trains, especially when they are distant, and i can't see them...

(2 snapshots from 1930, a boy and a homemade radio)

with quiet breath...

they listen
with quiet breath
to the snow,
to the trees
(distant and barely there),
to the wind, lightly,
to the small electric sound coming through the headphones
and the radio,
to each other,
and then they disappear,
together.

the family that listens together...

an rppc of a family listening together to a small radio with an absolutely stellar antenna...

i'm sure they're listening to something like this piece of music i picked up on my tiny shortwave while in a cabin last month in norway... i have no idea what it is, and i swear it wasn't manipulated other than moving the radio a bit trying not to lose the meagre reception.