OBB Selzthal—Red signals in the blue hour.

What is in a title?

My hope is that it—the title— will capture your curiosity so that you will open the post and view the photo. Sometimes, I opt for the elusive, the subtle, or the vague. Other times, I simply spell it out.

On rare occasion, I’ll imply a contest.

This is not one of the latter.

There is no prize but the photo itself.

I exposed this image on a visit to the ÖBB bahnhof at Selzthal, Austria on January 7, 2012.

Dusk had fallen, and the snow was falling too.

My Lumix LX3 proved the perfect tool to capture the ‘blue hour’ (I’heure bleue in French; and no, neither jazz nor perfume)—that elusive moment between day and night, which is perhaps best experienced in falling snow in a distant nation far from worries present and past.