The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.  
~~~ Robert Frost
 
 
Ok, as I type that I realize it would be a stellar start to some grand poignant post about the choices one makes in life. Alas, this post is literally about a road. Perhaps I should have titled it, "Turn Right For Once!" or something more mundane. In reality, the road did make me feel poignant and poetic so what the hell, I'll go with it.
 
We moved into our new neighborhood in late November which means that although the walking paths were a huge draw for us we have yet to make proper use of them. I've gone for a handful of walks, most in the "housey" parts of the neighborhood, just up and down the streets and to the little park. When I get to the end of my street I hang a left and just go up and down the streets on that side. It's a nice walk. The paths are really nice... they're wide and away from the streets and mailboxes. The houses are gorgeous and there are usually people out walking their dogs which is fun. We also pass a coupleponds and say hello to our ducks. (I say they're ours because the pond feeds into the stream behind our house and we feed the ducks there.)
 
Yesterday, I turned right. I went deeper into the neighborhood and stayed on the main street the whole time, no up and down the side streets where the houses were. Man was this walk different! The path winds around (away from the street enough) past ponds and waterfalls, up and down hills, under trees most of the way. You feel like you're walking in the woods. We saw our ducks, new ducks, geese, and even a crane. The views were amazing. The hills made a great workout. (My legs are KILLING me this AM!) 
 
So, just by doing one tiny thing different the usual became a new experience. Makes me wonder what else I'll find if I keep trying new things!!