Lothlorien

“There lie the woods of Lothlorien!” said Legolas. “That is the fairest of all the dwellings of my people. There are no trees like the trees of that land. For in the autumn their leaves fall not, but turn to gold.”

J.R.R. Tolkein, “The Fellowship of the Ring”

This is one of the roads I love to visit here locally.

At just the right time of year, there are a few golden days during which, if you look down the road to where it starts to bend, you can’t be sure whether or not the pavement has turned to packed dirt and becomes the entrance to the lands of which Tolkien wrote so elegantly.

Is it?

I’ll never tell.