No agenda. No schedule. No dogs. No speeding. I had no reason not to take the scenic route. It was time I became better acquainted with the section of highway between Dallas and Fayetteville. That stretch between hell and heaven I consider boring and monotonous.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood…
|Indian Territory Museum, Caddo, Ok|
|Caddo Ok Church|
|Cimmaron Cellars Grapes|
|Oklahoma Fruitstand Man|
The exclamation point to my drive, dinner and a wild card game of War with my father-in-law. A recent widower, he’s just sitting, going through the motions, waiting, trying to cope. Once again I am reminded life is fleeting.
I arrived in Fayetteville well after dark yet relaxed and at ease after my hayseed tour of Route 69. Plus I bonded a bit with those Sooners.
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.