From the window you can see the road winding right down to the town.

Here they could get a clear view of the road winding along the coast for several miles.

Now, she could make out the road winding through the wetlands.

Beyond it he could see the road winding away into the countryside.

We went on, the road winding past small farms and fields.

A valley of plants and trees, with a few roads winding among them.

Michael could see a paved road winding through the mountains.

I lost them now and again as the road wound its way up to the high ground and into the town.

Which is all to say that the road to a clearly articulated identity has been winding.

As far as the eye can see, there is a road winding through water.