Diary from the path least traveled..

Hello Diary,

Have the days activities done for the most part, thought I would pop in and share a few thoughts…. have been working outdoors preparing for winter while keeping an eye on the calendar as one day ole Jack Frost will be making his presence known… 🙂 nature has the same thoughts as with creatures heading south or finding places to hibernate for the winter, it has grown quiet in the backyard and gardens… mainly just the little sparrows hanging around at the moment…

bird feeding

But the little sparrows like it because there are no large birds to bully them around, just have to keep a eye out for an occasional hawk… also bird seed goes a long ways these days… 🙂 have been doing some preparing for myself…with changing everything around in the house, there is no real room for a tall, large Christmas tree…and the old artificial tree was getting a bit worn after years of use…so came up with the idea of using parts of the old tree and putting on the dining room table…

xmas tree

When ready to decorate, will disassemble and put together with decorations… also instead of blogging this weekend, did some errands and got a flu shot..picked up supplies and then Monday decided to do some cooking for putting in the freezer…bacon and smoked sausage here..

bacon and sausage

Had an assortment of other items and also prepared the weeks dinners to put in freezer and take out as needed..had a bit of a mess multi-tasking.. 🙂

cooking for winter

So that has been pretty much the story for the week, mostly ready for winter here…now going to chat a minute about the to paths, one most traveled and the one least traveled..

When my wife passed away a couple years ago, I found myself with a decision to make, which path to take…of course, one would assume the path most taken, BUT..while there are good things on that path, the path is also rife with greed, cynicism, hate, anger, extremism, etc in both religious, economic and social ideology…slowly becoming all that the Founding Fathers of this country came to North America to get away from… a path where it is becoming increasingly difficult for one to realize their dreams, to be themselves, different…

The path least traveled is the opposite.. No social pressures, one can be oneself, to be recognized and respected for who they are and what they feel, being different without fear of being ridiculed, follow ones dreams…while originally not intended to be a philosophical poem, the poem by Robert Frost “The Road Least Traveled” is used as such;

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.
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

There are no crowds, no societies, no ideologies to be shackled to…as my daughter would say “it is what it is”, but like Robert Frost, I chose the path least traveled and it has made all the difference… the to paths may cross from time to time and occasionally I will browse the other path, but I stay on the one least traveled and follow the horizon…as Louisa May Alcott said;

“Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow them. “

And speaking of the path, believe I had better close and finish the day, more rainbows to chase and flowers to check out… 🙂 but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Here are some thoughts from the Seekers…


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