Kansas City is a train city. On my way to work I cross at least 4 sets of tracks (and occasionally get caught waiting for the train). There are tracks less than a mile from our house, and the train whistle can be heard almost every hour if you’re listening for it. Train tracks mean train bridges, which have a beauty all their own. We found this one while geocaching a few years ago, in a quiet park.
Photo taken November, 2008 in Olathe, Kansas.