Not far from my home there is a road that I go out of my way to drive.
An intense forest hugs the road only briefly interrupted by vintage fencing and filtered sunlight.
Not what you would expect in the suburbs of Dallas.
It has always been this way. I discovered the road not long after we moved to Argyle, Texas over 8 years ago. Ryan was not quite two years old. One of our playdate friends lived a few miles beyond this road. Ryan seemed to enjoy the drive.
It was confirmed one day when he put his first two words together ¦