“Given the pervasiveness of Frost’s lines, it should come as no surprise that the popularity of “The Road Not Taken” appears to exceed that of every other major twentieth-century American poem, including those often considered more central to the modern (and modernist) era.”Author Orr listed the GOOGLE stats of searches to prove it! Who knew this particular was so popular?Parts of verses still stick in my mind and when I saw this scene in the woods, they came right up. When I was in grade school, we had to memorize a poem a week and recite it from memory.
Lady Slippers, cypripedium reginae, are rare these days. These were seen in the woods at Fallingwater in the Laurel Highlands while on a Landscape Hike with the Western Pennsylvania Conservancy on Members’s Day. I was invited to be a guest of Erika’s Uncle Larry, who is an enthusiastic environmentalist, and shared a wonderful day at the Barn at Fallingwater with his family.
”The WESTERN PENNSYLVANIA CONSERVANCY protects and restores exceptional places to provide our region with CLEAN WATERS and healthy forests, wildlife and NATURAL AREAS for the benefit of present and future generations. The Conservancy creates GREEN SPACES AND GARDENS, contributing to the vitality of our cities and towns, and preserves FALLINGWATER, a symbol of people living in HARMONY WITH NATURE.” From Western Pennsylvania Conservancy Website
It’s a Guest Blog today. This gallery could be a good writing prompt, too. You know there’s a story. Probably more than one story.
And you know when someone sends me photos and they say they saw something and it made them think of me and the blog, it’s a nice feeling. Marlene (Erika’s mother and Mark’s MIL) wrote from Hardy, Virgina with the accompanying photos she took on a walk with Donald.
Glad you had your cell phone along on your walk, Mar.
“We saw this fireplace chimney in the woods so we ventured up the hill. There was a stone outline of where the old homestead was. There were a bunch of mason jars all over so we figured kids with moonshine would sit around the fireplace and drink. Way behind the chimney we saw another old house. So we walked through the leaves to the other house.”
“After checking out the side of the house I walked around to the front door and there I saw the front door was padlocked.
It was so funny because the exterior wall was missing on the side.”
Thanks Marlene for the gallery of the old Homestead in Virginia,
After school I drove into Highland Park, right near my home. I’d taken a series of black and white photos for a film class years ago in this same spot and still have a print on my wall.
With the new snow today, I thought it might look interesting but the light was low and the sky thick and gray.
Found some new trees planted along the path, though.
I plan to return in the Spring.
There weren’t many dog walkers or walkers or runners or any activity in the park. The Super Playground deserted and covered with snow and ice. No bicycles. The fountain turned off. The reservoir a layer of ice. The sounds muffled with the snow, but barely a car driving around the circle today.
It’s in color but almost looks black and white.