“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.”
– Robert Frost, Nothing Gold Can Stay
Month: March 2017
Growth
“Spring comes in fits and starts
Unsure of itself and when it’s meant to be.”
– Evergreenovela, Bluejay
