Frost and Fork

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

~ Robert Frost

Since we named our blog from a line in this, one of the most famous poems ever published, I thought I’d comment on the misuse of it. I was reading some modern commentaries about Frost (how do you think I made it through college as an English Major?) and realized what I’d forgotten about it.

Unlike the graduation cards that recite parts of this poem, the road less traveled by is not less worn, evidenced in because it was grassy and wanted wear; though as for that, the passing there had worn them really about the same.

The telling this with a sigh somewhere ages and ages hence actually is the author’s forecast of telling an untrue version of the walk in the woods. He is saying that in the retelling he will dress it up a bit, poetic license, if you will, gives him the right to say that he chose the one less traveled by. In fact, they were equally untrodden…. hmm.

For two grandmas who left the Midwest in 2008 in an RV, we’ve maybe chosen the path less traveled but it wasn’t because Frost or because M. Scott Peck made a fortune with a turn of the phrase, however inaccurate… but for other reasons.

What’s reasons, you ask? I don’t know. Let’s ask Debbie tonight when she takes night duty again. (When she gets up. She sleeps during the days while I guard the gate.)

Discover Your Ideal Location, RV’ers

January 20, 2011  by Debbie

Today Heidi thought it would be a good idea to start through What Color is Your Parachute with me. The general purpose seems to be to determine your  strengths to help you professionally and narrow down your geographical preferences. At least that’s as far as we got today.

It struck me as a pretty funny thing to do when we’re in the middle of my very least desirable geography and doing a job that takes zero skills. Anyway, Heidi went through the study a few years ago and really loved it and we live in a small space so it seemed like a good idea to go along.

No real surprises in the professional realm. I have a pretty narrow list area of interests and strengths. The surprise was in the criteria for location. Removing family and friends from the equation, you’re suppose to list 5 or 6 priorities in relation to your  ‘ideal’  location. Some things made the list that I knew would be there, things like living near water, preferably the ocean, a moderate climate etc…

What I never would have thought of a month ago was number one item on the list for both Heidi and I: safety! Funny how I’ve always taken that for granted. I guess it’s a blessing that I’ve always lived in places I felt safe until now. And access to technology, which I’ve always taken for granted.

It’s a funny place we live in. Today the rancher wanted the gate left open while he drove around dropping corn out of the back of his pickup from a hopper, hoping to entice the big “access” buck with large white spots to come onto the ranch (presumably to shoot, maybe to use in the Rent-a- Buck program. Didn’t happen.