I love that poem by Robert Frost and these photos. Long, open roads hold such hope and the possibility of a better tomorrow... They are lovely.
I wonder if I'll ever go on a road trip again. If this old sack of bones will ever be strong enough...
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.
Anyway, thanks for the photos
@Leiden So beautiful