Last night we were treated to a beautiful orange moon – full, or nearly full. I was fortunate enough to be out in the country, so had a lovely view. It was a memorable evening.
As we were walking in this area I couldn’t help but be reminded of the Robert Frost poem, “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening,” that includes the lines:
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Frost said he wrote the entire poem in one evening. I read that Frost was asked what he meant by repeating the last line. He replied he just couldn’t think of anything else to put there. I don’t know if that’s true, but it seems plausible.
Life is like that sometimes. You just can’t think of anything else to do so you repeat what you’ve done before. Of course, if that didn’t end well, it’s best to work harder to come up with a different idea.
This seems like valuable advice in my life at the moment. I’m going to try and heed it..
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