Gentry and I went for a walk tonight and took the proverbial way less traveled. It was delightful, we found trails and more trails just down the hill from us and you could probably walk for a couple of hours following them. It was the highlight of the day, the sky had cleared some so the clouds were beautiful pinks and oranges when we got into a clearing. How fun to explore new country. The poisonous oak or whatever it was is burning in an
inconvenient spot but I will so go back and this time stay on the trail!
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Your comment about the road less taken is also from a Robert Frost poem. It is :
"The Road Not Taken+
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost
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