Saturday, October 24, 2009

at the crossroads


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;
blauwplek by fetie.
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:
merel by fetie.
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.



"The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost
photographs by fetie


You want to know something?
I daydream too often of lying in an
immensely wooded forest
with the sun only just peeping through
the leaves.

I suppose I wish to take 
another trip to Washington.

4 comments:

Freya said...

I love that 5th photo. Its so beautiful. And I daydream too often too. So your not alone :)

Faridah said...

These photos are amazing. So beautiful. And I love your header!!

Heart in a cage said...

Once again, a beautiful post! I love 'Claure de Lune' too! I wish dreams could become reality...

Sha Sha said...

it is insane how much i heart your blog.