Some days, when I have a few spare minutes, I’ll pull the Jeep off one of the main roads to take a stroll down this partially gravel-paved byway. I can’t find this on any local map and there are no signs to indicate its proper name. So I’ve come to call it Whatever Road.
For three seasons of the year it is quite navigable and it is especially beautiful in spring and autumn when the trees’ limbs on each side discover each other and intertwine. The bower that is created by the canopy is shady and, depending on the season, either lushly green or a riot of polychromatic hues. It is a quiet country lane where I can be alone with my thoughts and hear nothing but the birds in those trees.
So please, come. And for just one day let’s walk down Whatever Road we have to take.
Photo by Joel Woodard