The tunnel of love” is a fitting name, sunlight seeping into
the passageway and the trees towering over the rails like the roof of a house.
There's a romantic feeling to the area, branches curling into an oval providing
something like a warm embrace. Leaves glow bright under the sun and they're
almost as green as a tennis ball. Plants sprout from the ground weaving their
way through the old train tracks.
In winter snow masks the ground, snowflakes lay themselves on the bare branches
of the once covered wood and the atmosphere feels cold and crisp.
In autumn the leaves turn brown and red, love fills the air and the trees hug
around the channel. Walking along the railway the light at the end becomes
brighter, slowly reaching the conclusion of the golden and green tunnel.
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