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  • I turned right onto a blacktop road just before the big bridge going across the Cumberland River/Lake Barclay, for another little adventure of going down strange back roads to see what was there. Then I made a left down a gravel road that I have never been down before and waved at Heron off in the distance.
  • The road followed along side of the lake/river for awhile and looked like it might be a fairly ordinary road with little adventure, and yet something called to me to keep going.
  • It twisted and turned and there were bumps and pot holes full of water from an earlier rain.
  • I found a broken sandal that once belonged to a small child beside the road buried in dirt and I wondered about the child and where she lived.

    There were many side roads and so many choices of where to explore next.
  • There were telephone wires going down some of the little back roads while others ended in fields and some had shadows that created mystery and interesting patterns.

    Then the lake appeared again.
  • Further along, there was a path down the slope with two chairs to rest and meditate in the arms of Mother Nature.
  • Sometimes we can be so enamored with beauty that we can get mired in the mud.
  • And then the road really did end….
  • In both beauty and joy,
  • And ugliness and sorrow, the Yin and Yang.
  • I turned around, backtracked, and took the next little road to the left and it really did take me to the 'end of the road'…
  • With the gift of Bees' nest in the tree.
  • It really isn't the end of the road in my way of being, and my body isn't ready to rest there yet, but only to visit, so I turned around and left, and I went right,
  • Following the road back over the little bridge,
  • Turning right, and over the big bridge, following the road the rest of the way home. I will be back to meander down more of these little back roads another day.

    The journey left me with much to ponder.
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