R is for Roads - (Repost with pictures)

During the A-Z Blogging Challenge, I had an embarrassing moment. I tried (in vain) to repost an email I had received. It had some amazing photos of "Beautiful and Awesome Roads". (And, might I add Scarey!!)


I was trying to impress My Amazing Daughter by doing all the technological stuff all by myself. I thought I was successful since I had to re-size every picture to fit on my blog page. I was pretty proud of myself, and patting myself on my back. 


Then I got a message from Daughter, "Ummm, MOTH-ER, none of your pictures are showing up. You tried to do something without me, didn't you?"


I was filled with dismay, embarrassment, and horror, as comment by comment mentioned that none of the pictures were showing up. Oh, dear.


After a quick tutorial session from my daughter, I think I have fixed the problem.


So, I hope you will now be able to enjoy these photos. (And, since this did arrive through an email, I have no idea who the photographers are. Don't sue me.)

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R is for Roads

The Road Less Traveled 

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveller, 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 passing there

Had worn them really bout the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no steop 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 I--

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

--Robert Frost

The Strangest and Most Beautiful Roads in the World

I received these pictures in an email, and thought they were so amazing, that I had to share them. And, coincidentally, I needed something for my R post. Whew, that worked out well. 

Some of these roads I would be happy to travel. Others, not so much! I'm not much of a "less traveled road" kinda gal, unless I'm armed with a GPS. I have a fear of getting lost and never, ever finding my way back. (Hubby would agree. He is amazed at my lack of sense of direction.) 

And, if you would like to hear this poem in song, here it is. My community choral group sang this several years ago. (Sorry to say, this is not our group singing!)

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