A photo worth a 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.


~R Frost.

Current Mood: Heroic
Current Music: Savage Garden - 2 beds and a coffee machine