Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leafs 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”
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Newly unfolded, two leaves sprung just before the light faded for the day.
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Ben Franklin Bridge
Philadelphia skyline on left. Thanks for looking!
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