http://www.nothinggold.net/blog/archives/253 In my favorite poem by Robert Frost, Nothing Gold Can Stay, he reminds us that like the seasons of nature, life is one season melting into another, and quickly fading away. This is my attempt to document each season in my life and my family. Mon, 26 Jul 2010 17:55:26 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 http://www.nothinggold.net/blog/archives/253/comment-page-1#comment-207 Clarence Tue, 23 Aug 2005 07:29:00 +0000 http://www.nothinggold.net/blog/archives/253#comment-207 Lord no! Running out of toilet paper is always a BAD thing. BUT...it's worse to run out of wet wipes. Lord no! Running out of toilet paper is always a BAD thing. BUT…it’s worse to run out of wet wipes.

]]>