This is one of those images that you do so well... At first it appears lovely and tranquil...and then there's that day-glow fence, and a second parallel in the grasses, and it all becomes other worldly! Longing for "Willoughby" perhaps? (The sun is bright outside, and as he looks out the window, he discovers that the train is in a town called Willoughby and that it's July 1888. He learns that this is a "peaceful, restful place, where a man can slow down to a walk and live his life full measure.")
