Nature's Greenest Gold
One of my favorite poems "Nothing Gold Can Stay" by Robert Frost describes well what has been going on in town this last week. The Valley Oak trees have been putting out their newborn leaves, and it is beautiful! Summer is officially upon us here. The temperatures have reached the upper 80's, the Farewell to Spring flower is in bloom, and the Oak trees are displaying one of Nature's shortest lived colors - gold.
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
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