IMAGES OF SMALL – THINGS FROM THE BIGGEST COUNTY IN TEXAS #660 – SITTIN’ ON THE FENCE

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A Minor Bird

I have wished a bird would fly away,
And not sing by my house all day;

Have clapped my hands at him from the door
When it seemed as if I could bear no more.

The fault must partly have been in me.
The bird was not to blame for his key.

And of course there must be something wrong
In wanting to silence any song.

Robert Frost
and what song are you trying to silence today? en theos ††† jim

 

IMAGES OF SMALL THINGS FROM THE BIGGEST COUNTY IN TEXAS #572 – Which road was taken?

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I can remember somewhere back in jr high or high school having to read and study Robert Frost’s great words. I wish I had then a teacher who was a carpenter that nailed this message into my head. To have realized it was more than just trying to dress differently than everyone else. Such a great image painted with only words that should be planted in all our hearts.

The Road Not Taken

BY ROBERT FROST

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.

“…narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it. Matthew 7:14

So which road you traveling, is it ever too late to get on that less traveled or narrow road? ††† en theos ††† jimwork

Photos on the journey #455

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So why did the dog cross the road ? Best answer I could find was he was a Robert Frost trained dog and just had to travel the road less traveled. (insert laughter)

We were passing through the the struggling metropolis of Sierra Blanca, Tx (pop 500+or-) when we encountered this dog in the middle of a crosswalk . I swear it was one of those encounters you have at a four way stop sign where the two of you keep signaling ” no, you go”. He politely stopped half way across the street as if he could see that I had my right turn signal a blinking. We both shared a “deer in the headlight” moment then he made an illegal u turn and went back the way he came.

When you come to a fork in the road, take it and save it. Eventually you will have a complete place-setting, even if the patterns don’t match ††† peace PLEASE ††† en theos †††jim