After Apple Picking
by Robert Frost
My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree
Toward heaven still.
And there's a barrel that I didn't fill
Beside it, and there may be two or three
Apples I didn't pick upon some bough.
But I am done with apple-picking now.
Toward heaven still.
And there's a barrel that I didn't fill
Beside it, and there may be two or three
Apples I didn't pick upon some bough.
But I am done with apple-picking now.
On Saturday, March 20th, my first cousin once removed, Kathryn (Munson) Toscano, passed away. Separated by the breadth of the country and a generation, our paths crossed only once or twice. Yet, I feel especially sad to say goodbye to Kathie, as she is from a younger generation and has left us much too soon.
I began today's post with words from Robert Frost. Robert Frost is the sixth great-grandson of Nicholas Noyes (1615-1701) of Wiltshire, England, and Newbury, Massachusetts. Kathie is the ninth great-granddaughter of Nicholas Noyes.
*ancestry.com, One World Tree, viewed on March 24, 2010.
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