Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nothing Gold Can Stay
Robert Frost, 1874 – 1963

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.


I fly back tonight. At least tonight’s flight back is a little easier than my flight down. It will still be hard to say goodbye to family, but I will see them again at Christmas. It looks as if I will get back just in time for the first snow of the season. The forecast shows snow for Tuesday. It was expected to snow yesterday but it looks as if the forecast changed, and I don’t think they had any snow while I was away. Everyone tells me that this winter will be far harsher than last winter. We shall see.

When They Ring the Golden Bells


There’s a land beyond the river,
That we call the sweet forever,
And we only reach that shore by faith’s decree;
One by one we’ll gain the portals,
There to dwell with the immortals,
When they ring the golden bells for you and me.


Don’t you hear the bells now ringing?
Don’t you hear the angels singing?
’Tis the glory hallelujah Jubilee.
In that far off sweet forever,
Just beyond the shining river,
When they ring the golden bells for you and me.

We shall know no sin or sorrow,
In that haven of tomorrow,
When our barque shall sail beyond the silver sea;
We shall only know the blessing
Of our Father’s sweet caressing,
When they ring the golden bells for you and me.


When our days shall know their number,
And in death we sweetly slumber,
When the King commands the spirit to be free;
Nevermore with anguish laden,
We shall reach that lovely Eden,
When they ring the golden bells for you and me.


Moment of Zen: Coffee

Flying Again

Early this morning, I left on a plane heading to Alabama. When this blog piece posts, I will be at the Ronald Reagan Washington National Airport scrambling to catch my next flight to Charolotte before then heading to the Montgomery Airport. Once in Alabama, I’ll have time Friday and Saturday to spend with family. The visitation will be Saturday night and the funeral Sunday afternoon. Then Monday evening, I will be flying back to Vermont.

It will be a whirlwind trip and a sad one, but at least I will get to see my family and spend some time with them. I will also get to see my kitties, Edith and Lucy. I plan to get in some good food and some sweet tea while I’m there also. So while it is a sad occasion and a sad trip, there will be some pluses along the way.

Thank You for Your Prayers 

My granny passed away this morning and I will be flying back to Alabama for the weekend. Thank you again for your prayers.

Final Debate

Supreme Court: Hillary is our only choice for keeping LGBT rights. She is our only chance to reign in gun violence and get some control. She is also the only chance women have to a right to choose what to do with their own bodies.

Immigration: She is our only chance for a taco truck on every corner. (This is a joke but I miss living in a state that has Mexicans who make really great food.) Honestly she is our chance to have comprehensive immigration reform and not mass hysteria and deportations.

Economy: She is a chance for the middle class to strive; he wants the rich to get richer and the poor to get poorer and the middle class to be left out all together. One thing I find interesting is that NAFTA was signed on December 17, 1992 by George HW Bush. It happened to go into effect under Clinton, after a bipartisan Senate had ratified it. 

Fitness to Be President: She is fit, he is horrifyingly unfit. He cannot even take responsibility and constantly says “But she did it first.” He is childish. When he can’t defend himself he comes up with something totally off topic. He is a dark and devisive vision of America. The Clinton Foundation is a true charitable organization; the Trump Foundation has no proof of any charitable contributions.

Foreign Hot Spots: She would make me feel safe, whereas he scares the daylights out of me. She is intelligent, but he is an idiot. He obviously doesn’t understand Aleppo; she at least understands what’s going on there.

National Debt: You can’t run a country like a business, especially a bankrupt Trump business. She has a plan, he has rhetoric.

A few more observations: he didn’t answer a single question, she answered a few, maybe even most. Chris Wallace was not as tough as he should have been about getting the answers to his questions. Clinton had on a very nice outfit and the cream color looked good on her. The last two outfits were not especially flattering. I think in the end, this debate went to Hillary Clinton like the other two debates. She won best on her speech about women; he did the worse when asked if he will accept the results of the election.

Sleep Day

My flight home Monday night began at 9:20pm. I know they expect you to sleep but my sleep was very fitful. When I finally arrived back home around 9:30am, I slept most of Tuesday.

Late Posting

I had dinner and drinks with Mike from Random Thoughts in My Life last night. We had a great time filled with great conversation. It is always nice to meet blog readers and especially other bloggers.

I will be flying home tonight and should arrive in Vermont sometime tomorrow morning. There will likely be no post tomorrow. I might get one done while I am waiting at the airport, but no promises.

My granny is still in critical condition. Not much has changed. It looks like I will get back to Vermont, probably just to fly back to Alabama. Thanks for all your wonderful prayers and thoughts.

In Need of Prayers

Look to the LORD and his strength; seek his face always. 1 Chronicles 16:11

Earlier this week, my granny fell and broke her hip. She had hip surgery but the recovery has not gone well. She won’t wake up fully and barely responds when talked to. Her kidneys are also shutting down. They’ve decided not to put her on life support, but to see how things play out.

I am out in California, so I am of no help except through praryer because now it is up to my granny and God as to what happens next. If she decides to fight, she might have a chance, but it is not looking good. So please, add my granny to your praryers. She needs all the prayers she can get right now.


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