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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2011-06-19 12:56:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Jun 19th, 2011
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2011-06-19 12:49:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Jun 19th, 2011
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2011-06-19 12:43:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Jun 19th, 2011
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.



……listening to all the things you can’t hear, and not bothering.

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Jun 19th, 2011
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
Don't underestimate the value of Doing Nothing, of just going along, listening to all the things you can't hear, and not bothering.

Winnie the Pooh
WE shall take the sage advice of that great  philosopher of life Winnie the Pooh and not clutter or minds with thoughts of things to do, or try to place meaning on things, or endeavor to make a point.  Today, with a little help from W.B Yeats we shall just enjoy the moment.  Some random shots of my recent travels...........
I WENT out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,


……listening to all the things you can’t hear, and not bothering.

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Jun 19th, 2011
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
Don't underestimate the value of Doing Nothing, of just going along, listening to all the things you can't hear, and not bothering.

Winnie the Pooh
WE shall take the sage advice of that great  philosopher of life Winnie the Pooh and not clutter or minds with thoughts of things to do, or try to place meaning on things, or endeavor to make a point.  Today, with a little help from W.B Yeats we shall just enjoy the moment.  Some random shots of my recent travels...........
I WENT out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2011-06-19 13:35:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Jun 19th, 2011
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2011-06-19 09:35:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Jun 19th, 2011
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2011-06-19 13:30:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Jun 19th, 2011
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2011-06-19 09:30:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Jun 19th, 2011
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2011-06-19 13:19:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Jun 19th, 2011
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.