Monday, June 13, 2005

this is the path in the midst of all the pine trees my papa planted (that i wrote about a few weeks ago). i spent some time out there yesterday.


Kelly said...

Reminds me of the Robert Frost poem about two roads diverged in a woods, and I took the one less traveled by and that has made all the difference.

Beautiful pic

Under A Blackened Sky said...

I want to be there right now! gorgeous.