The Dirt Road

Roads We Choose to Travel – or Not

Photo by Peggy Clark
Photo by Peggy Clark.

Sometimes life takes us down roads we do not wish to travel.

Because of our limited knowledge, we assume some roads are better than others.

We think that we can control our destiny by the roads that we choose, but we cannot know what lies ahead or what awaits us at the end of the journey.

Some roads become bridges.
Some roads become bridges that connect new friends. (Parrot Island Bridge photo by Wuhan. Courtesy of Pixabay.)

We assume concrete is better than pavement or that gravel is better than dirt.

Concrete may lead us to major cities with skyscraper views, suspension bridges, and fancy restaurants.

Pavement may lead us to more rural areas, smaller towns, and private businesses.

Gravel slows our pace and lets us pay more attention to the various ways people live. We see more of the detail in housing, outdoor life, and personal preference.

One never knows what one might discover down a gravel road.
One never knows what one might discover down a gravel road. (Photo by Cassie Boca. Courtesy of Unsplash.)

But dirt.  It’s the road most people are afraid to take.  Where will we end up? What if we can’t turn around?  What if there’s danger ahead?

The Advantage of the Dirt Road

But the dirt road narrows our vision to one place at a time. We become less distracted by all the busyness.  We notice things we never do on other roads:  the farmer milking the cow, the children playing on a swing-set, the mother hoeing the garden.

Suddenly we notice how the buildings are arranged, the particular plantings in the yard, the curtains swaying in the open windows, and the creative ways in which people erect their mailboxes.

Mailbox photo
Mailboxes sometimes reveal the creativity of their owners. (Photo by Xavier-Massa, courtesy of Unsplash.)

We stop and discover new friends, partake of fresh fruits and vegetables, and learn about the history of the area.

That is, some do.  Others stop and turn around in private driveways, never to return to discover what lies ahead.  They are afraid to discover something new. They do not wish to travel down the unknown road.

Traveling Down the Unknown Roads

My father loved traveling down the unknown roads.

This is how my father discovered where to buy the best molasses, where to pick the best peaches, and where to return for sourwood honey.  We loved riding with him ‘just to find out where it leads.  You never know where it might come out.’

I still like riding the backroads.  People are always friendly, yet understandably less so today.

You never know where a road will lead you. Sometimes you find a valuable shortcut. Sometimes the road is long and winding and never seems to end, but you always see new places and meet new faces.

People still return a wave and a smile, but you would never have known unless you had ridden down the dirt road.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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