The Road


“The Road” © R.L. Herron

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

~ from “The Road Not Taken”
by Robert Frost

I took this photo the other day with my Canon 30-D dSLR. It was late in the afternoon in Bald Mountain State Park. There’s not a lot of activity in the park this time of year, and the roads and trails, lakes and picnic tables are little used.

It was really too early in the year to see any fall color and not late enough in the day to take advantage of the waning sun for the decent, warm light photographers want for their photographs … except here.

The narrow road seemed almost enveloped by the park’s underbrush and trees, and the late afternoon sun made it seem like this stretch was a long, dark tunnel coming out into the light.

I could not help being reminded of those last three lines of Frost’s famous poem, one of my favorites. It often amazes me where life has led to this point.

The journey’s certainly not been what I envisioned for myself at sixteen. But, as I look back on it, it hasn’t been bad, either. It’s actually been pretty good, and it’s just … well, it just is.

And I can hardly wait to see what’s on the road tomorrow.

 

 

2 Responses to “The Road”

  1. Wigan Blue Says:

    We're never surprised over here.."Before the Roman came to Rye or out to Severn strode, The rolling English drunkard made the rolling English road. A reeling road, a rolling road, that rambles round the shire, And after him the parson ran, the sexton and the squire; A merry road, a mazy road, and such as we did tread The night we went to Birmingham by way of Beachy Head."Regards

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  2. Susan Says:

    Yes, there's always hope along the trail of life. God made a beautiful world for us to enjoy. Nice shot.

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