London's blog: "Never judge the Cover before looking inside."

Amazing how small the states.  How far the towns are apart or near.  The landscapes changes faster then the weather could.  Trees comes down and buildings and roads replaced. Untouched forest is the only peace for it's habitat. Mountain tops of wild flowers bloom from the snowtops melted by the summers' rays. 

Traveled I have and seen the beauty of the lands and the people bestoved upon it.  The cultures and beliefs of heaven above. Different styles to cook one meal. Different words of one meaning utter the lips, yet different sounds to the ears.

I have witness the goodness of selves to others and evils of pasts' living today. Sadden by both embrancing the knowledge. Thou feels the lost of common sense is hiding under the American flag and not fly with her.

Roads taken were some fast and some slow.  The fast ones, you seem to miss all. And the slow ones you see all. Only the slow ones with potholes of unpaved gives you a full view ahead.

Pride. they say comes with in and taught from generations to come.  But if pride is on long road and teaching it is one another, will they someday cross paths and connect again? Many roads crossing many roads.

I am not a California woman, nor am I a New Hampshire woman.  I am not a Georgia woman, nor am I a Kentucky woman. I am not a Maine woman, nor am I a New Mexcio woman. I am not Texas woman, nor am I a Florida woman  Traveled I have.  Knowledge I gained.  From the far north east to the far south east. From the mid-east to the mid-west.  From the mid-north to the mid-south.  And to the south west.  Roads of many taken of this American Woman.