tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30913910.post6780755667393365631..comments2023-04-13T09:21:04.563-04:00Comments on Bright Meadow Farms: Nothing gold can stayBrightmeadowfarmshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10159674153281927729noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30913910.post-63613406813200575682007-10-04T00:01:00.000-04:002007-10-04T00:01:00.000-04:00"Nothing gold can stay." We say that every year wh..."Nothing gold can stay." <BR/>We say that every year when the ginkgo leaves on our backyard tree turn gold one day only to all fall off the next! We have to enjoy the gold while we've got it.<BR/>A lot of truth to the Frost poem.JANEThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17410943352661289818noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30913910.post-78802324640847293902007-09-20T02:10:00.000-04:002007-09-20T02:10:00.000-04:00in the known and familiar is a "sense of security"...in the known and familiar is a "sense of security" ..the waters are calm and have settled into a steady lull..with change comes uncharted territories..waiting to be discovered..responsibilities to be handled perhaps in a diferent way...with the familiar comes a sense of an old shoe that has been broken in...sometimes for some folks change is different..you've got to work on getting the shoe to Tina Leavyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09903745713391219366noreply@blogger.com