Lumber in the Skies

The train chugged up the hill with a load of coal. Suddenly, the brakes broke loose and three freight cars full of coal derailed, jumped the tracks, and rolled into a pile of lumber.
Five degrees below zero in Montana and three freight cars and lumber were snowed under.
Spring arrived. The coal, lumber and three freight cars covered by an avalanche and formed into a cave-like substance much like found in Carlsbad Caverns, here sparkling bright, there pastel with dents, bulges, smoothness, rough edges, and heavy rocks gathered in the transformation process.
Plant life, moss, ferns, and a feeling of soft coolness prevailed with an aroma of lilies of the valley.
July solidification took effect, the mud became stony and cemented into evenly formed smooth shapess creating the impression of magnified honeycombs dropped by a giant bee.
A September cocoon formed, and instead of a butterfly turning into a caterpillar, the objects, including the freight cars, logs and coal reshaped themselves in the dry autumn wind, slowly emerging into one massive web, gradually disintegrating as a giant cloud suddenly lifted them up over the mountain surrounded on all sides by space.