a special place

The last few lines of Robert Frost’s famous poem, and one of my all time favourites,  “The Road Not Taken” are :-

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I — 

I took the one less traveled by, 

And that has made all the difference.

I should be showing a picture of a track in the forest here, but I don’t have one to fit – instead, this is one of my all time favourite places – at the southern end of the Brecon Beacons.

The road is just at the bottom edge of this picture, you park your car then take to the hills, crossing a river and follow a path that runs besides a tributary stream, full of small waterfalls. (This is said to be the start of the River Tawe, that runs into Swansea and then into the sea.)  Just under the ridge, that’s covered in snow in this picture, there is a lake.  Its stunning!  I’ve taken my swimming costume up there in summers past, and swum in it, with my dog!

As its not too far from me, I have the luxury of being able to come up here whenever I feel the need – for solitude – for contemplation – and sometimes, when there is no one around, to sing at the top of my voice!

In the summer months its a popular place for family picnics, as the river runs beside the road, and there are many pools to paddle in!

The Robert Frost poem – to be honest that came from the original version of this post, and isn’t all that relevant here, but I like it, so I’m leaving it up – smile.

I wrote a poem about this place many years ago, I’m not sure where it is, if I find it again, maybe I’ll put it up, but it ended something like this:-

“scatter my ashes by the rushing water

beneath magic Llyn y Fan Fach, so

I may travel past places loved

and along the river,

into the sea”