A smooth road just isn’t my style. Steps are too silent, too easy, there’s no mystery. Blacktop streets are made for more than just one traveler. They are meant for followers, for those who like a solid ending. No harm in that. There’s something to be said for a clean path that leads to a known place.
I like the sound of gravel beneath my feet. The crunch and grit remind me to feel the earth and know my place. My steps are small, but full of wonder. When stones bounce off my toes, I watch them roll and skip across the ground. Did fate choose their resting place or did chance?
Blurred edges blend the dirt road and wild borders. It’s easy to wander in the shade of leaves or challenge the blocks put forth by trees. It’s just me with the wind and my pulse running wild.
My dirt road is not aimless, for it always leads somewhere. Whether a dead end or a side street to well-trod tar, the gravel must end, too. Regardless of the twists and turns, it follows me wherever I go – a standing invitation for when life gets too quiet.
A dirt path near Minocqua, Wisconsin
Photo by: c.b.w. 2013
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c.b.w. 2013
Taking that road “less traveled by” leads one on an adventure every time.
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Indeed, it does. 🙂
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Wow. This is wonderful. I’m a follower but that’s okay with adventurers like you around.
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I like to think I have a bit of both in me: follower and adventurer. 🙂
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Beautiful and inspiring. I love knowing that dirt roads exist.
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I’m looking forward to returning to that very dirt road, soon. 🙂
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give me a dirt road, any day – so much more interesting than paved roads which were made to join two points as quickly as possible. Rather, let’s meander and pause and wonder on lovely gravel/dirt roads.
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Ah, yes. Wander and weave, until we find a nice place to breathe it all in. 🙂
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And the photo is beautiful, too.
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Thank you – it was a quick snapshot during a fantastic walk. 🙂
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Remembering your ‘road’ avatar.
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Me, too. I miss it.
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