I don't know why I analyze things so much, maybe its a sign of getting older. Anyway, it took a cold front moving in late Friday night to squash the Indian Summer the Northeast was experiencing. And, sure enough, I find myself down the basement on this colder autumn day, cutting wood, while my feverish brain tries to design a facsimile of the residential scene of the Polar Express story on one area of the expanded layout.
More interesting is the realization that the train hobby is very much nostalgic to me - I guess due to the fact that it was the winter & of course the holiday season that sparked my interest many years ago as a boy. I really don't care about the modern technology in my trains (although I very much enjoy it) nor latest developments in apps, etc., rather, its that rejuvenation of youthful splendor.
Anyone else feel like this? What motivates you to go to the train area and start working every year?