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my road less traveled
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09 April 2019
I'm writing this as we plug along the central coast of New South Wales, motoring just a few hundred metres offshore. We are trying to shelter from the worst effects of a building northerly. We've got...
25 November 2018
After proposing to Nathalie when we visited Wineglass Bay in Tasmania, we were married yesterday half a world away in Luc sur Mer, France. So it's now official that I am the luckiest man in the world ...
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The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost, 1874 - 1963