Watchet

This village on the edge of Exmoor National Park is very quiet and dreamy. It's a shock to hear in the distance a train is approaching at full steam. The real machine rhythmically Victorian approaches bombing clouds and relive the sounds of the great industrialization model of England. Suddenly my stay in Watchet becomes an epiphany. The train stops, you hear the steam subside. The sound returns, sharpens and so the train resumes its march.