I was tired, cranky and out of sorts, trying to think of a good title for this blog post, I shared this photo on plurk asking for ideas for a post title. They were no help at all, not because they didn’t help, but but because they helped too well.

Really, how can I choose between Sophee Mojo’s elegant and oh-so-autumnal suggestion of the title “Nothing Gold Can Stay” from Robert Frost’s lovely poem.

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay.

But then there’s Tymmerie Thorne reminder of the commercial we have all seen again and again, “Help, I’ve fallen and I can’t get up.”

or Frequency Picnic’s suggestion of the immortal line from McBain in The Critic:

And that’s not all. What to do? What to do?
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