Two roads diverge in a yellow wood

 

This is the opening line of my favorite poem, “The Road not Taken,” by Robert Frost. There are many interpretations but for me it talks of the choices that we make that create opportunities and yet leaves others missed.

Today our choices were to get to Sarria via Samos or over the hill. Having done the hill last time the choice seemed obvious – we chose the hill. Here is why.

  1. It is 7 kms shorter! My shins were very sore so 7 kms is a big deal
  2. A large part of it is through forest – cool, quiet and peaceful
  3. There is a prayer house which I saw last time and regretted not stopping and praying
  4. There is a drink machine sitting in a field I wanted to get a photo for Colleen – it was no longer there.

Here is Robert Frost’s poem

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.

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