It is the latter that I am presenting today. The first photo is one of our local roads. Each time I turn onto it, it makes me smile, no matter what the season.

The second is a lane that also makes me smile. It leads to green pastures.
Traveler, the path is nothing more than your footsteps; traveler, there is no path, a path is made as you go. You make the path as you go, and on looking back you see a trail that never can be walked again. Traveler, there is no path, only a wake in the sea. - Antonio Machado
