Perhaps I should apologize to Robert Frost for using the first line of his poem as the title. While walking down Petrin Hill, on a path we had not walked before, it divided. As I took the photograph I thought of Frost's poem and of choices made that have made all the difference.
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
We are retired librarians. Nancy worked for the Board of Education and Bill operated a one person engineering library for a communications company. Travel has been one of our passions our entire marriage.
Originally we thought this blog would report only on our trip to Prague. However, we have decided to add entries and photos previous trips. We hope you enjoy them.
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