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These last few uploads have been like a trip through everything I find beautiful or moving.
These are the woods where I would want to roam - drinking the light through the leaves and passing under the boles of the trees like pillars of forgotten castles.
I'm deeply moved.
If you ever plan on selling this, please let me know.
D.O.P.R
These are the woods where I would want to roam - drinking the light through the leaves and passing under the boles of the trees like pillars of forgotten castles.
I'm deeply moved.
If you ever plan on selling this, please let me know.
D.O.P.R
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 kept 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 Iā
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost
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 kept 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 Iā
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost
Once upon a time this was the type of scene I would be immersed in for 8 hours of my working day, ......and the places it took my soul to be there.
You captured it perfectly. I miss those days. Much less maddening than 8 hours in front of a cash register dealing with humans. *shudder*
You captured it perfectly. I miss those days. Much less maddening than 8 hours in front of a cash register dealing with humans. *shudder*
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