Taking the Road Less Traveled.

Often I find myself when I drive thinking of the poem by Robert Frost "The Road Not Taken". The roads I take on a daily basis greet me with green. Trees are everywhere. Now they're becoming colored in scarlet, orange, and brown. And becoming bare. Shedding their layers and showing off their long limber physiques. I love the drive that I take. I love the roads I choose to venture on everyday. Living out in the country might take longer to get places but it's almost always a scenic path and peaceful. I have plenty of time to think, listen to music or NPR or books on tape. Always time for conversation. The kids are used to being in the car for extended periods of time. These are my roads I travel... from home to the front of the driveway :)

The Road Not Taken- Robert Frost

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.