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Denene and I recently turned a lazy Sunday afternoon into a fun excursion into California history. And we did it by riding the rails through the countryside.
Along the way we were treated to glimpses inside antique rail cars that were once used as main sources of transportation between Bay Area cities, towns, and other points of interest.
So hop on board, but it’s best to have exact change ready. And please stick around until the end to view a brief video of our ride slow ride through the hills. You may even see…well, you’ll see.
We enjoyed the scenery while riding an antique electric rail car that used to run its Bay Area route in the early to mid 1900’s. When it reached the end of the line conductors would stop the car to manually turn the power connectors in the opposite direction for the backward return trip. They’d also switch all the seats so that they, too, faced the opposite direction. It took only a matter of minutes to make the switch, as we saw on our journey.
By the way, the windmills you see have the capability of generating enough power to run the city of Fresno. Also, the landowner earns approximately $5,000 annually, per windmill. There are 350 of them in this one area. Fun fact: It takes winds of 6 mph to turn the blades.
Soon will the lovely spring unfold
Her blossoms to the breeze;
And give with fruits of green and gold
Temptation to the trees.
Young April with her silver showers,
And tender tears of dew;
And beauteous May tho’ blooming bowers,
Their charms again shall shew.
Delightful Spring are long shall spread
The vale with varying green,
The strawberry and the cherry red,
In every grove be seen.
The garden gay and fertile field
Shall gild the earth again;
This brings its flowers, and that shall yield
The golden glittering grain.
I love to see the blooming bud
A rich red rose undo;
The apple blushing as with blood,
The plum with veins of blue.
To see the long prolific vine
It’s precious product mould;
And in the Summer’s sunbeam shine
Large grapes of glossy gold.
The poetry above is an excerpt from The Seasons by Dr. John Lofland, published in The Poetical and Prose Writings of Dr. John Lofland, The Milford Bard (1855).
Lofland, by the way, was a great friend of Edgar Allan Poe.
*The flower photos were taken yesterday in our backyard.