Vérité: November 2023

The Road Not Taken

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

The Danish say: the road to a friend's house is never long.

Especially if she says, "I have pies!"
Unfortunately there are no pictures to show off Muriel's beautiful pies.
There was a crowd around the table, and then the empty plates.

We miss our weekly rows on the Verite but make do by gathering every so often. We just can't let go, so we reminisce and talk about the future of the boat. Two paths forward were discussed, but so much is out of our hands. How to honor the boat, how to prolong her life, how to find her a home, a home where she will be cared for as we might do ourselves. These concerns are very much like one's everyday life. The future of our world, America is so uncertain. It is hard to plan or move forward. It has been said by the wise, that when you arrive in this sort of state being or mind the best solution is to relax and play. Solutions will come in their own time.

So, we relaxed, ate piece of pie or two, drank tea and of course talked and talked. It is important to find out what's been happening with each of us - good or bad. Jennifer surprised us with handmade cloth angels and Rosemary brought some of her jewelry to share. We ended our pleasant afternoon by looking at our 2019 handsewn book called Women on the Water. It stirred such good memories. There are plans for this book and this year's book called Water Has Memory. So stay tuned.

As for play - our last thing was to play was "can find their way home". While the road to our friend's Muriel's house is not all that far away, there are many paths on which to depart. This can be challenging in the mossy dark parts.