Into the Woods...
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Every time I see a road like this surrounded by trees, I remember this poem by Robert Frost named Into The Woods. While walking down this lane, it was so tempting just to withdraw into the deep silence of the woods that I felt like leaving all the work and stress behind. It was a great way to avoid the distraction from everyday life and gaze at the beauty of nature.