Nothing Gold Can Stay

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

An outstanding journaling class this morning punctuated by Dr Bob’s usual amusing perspective and Jenny’s awesome preparation. I left with a longer reading list and lots of prompts for writing.

Thanks to Hobbs for the OCB challenge- this is fun!

Thanks for your visits and feedback. All are appreciated.