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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
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So lovely.. I'd forgotten all about that poem. I envy you your geography. Great blog; I come here all the time.
Posted by: beautiful | May 16, 2005 3:59 AM
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So lovely.. I'd forgotten all about that poem. I envy you your geography. Great blog; I come here all the time.
Posted by: beautiful | May 16, 2005 3:59 AM