Hi Joey–
Robert Frost’s poem about spring came to mind on a recent walk on the Boulevard, looking toward Stage Fort Park:

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, 1923
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Lovely-Thank You!
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Beautiful shot and things are looking up and a head here for summer to follow! π Dave & Kim π
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One of my favorite poems, thank you!
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Beautiful photo and day ‘by the sea.’ Robert Frost is one of my favorite poets.
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