Gold

I have adored autumn this year, especially this last little bit, while the trees are just dripping with gold and the sun is shining.  My kids have loved romping, raking and playing in the dry yellow leaves that have created a new carpet on the ground.  Lately, I have been foraging natures harvest for filler in my floral arrangements.  I have rolled my ankles, been pricked and poked -- but it has been so worth it!  

Below is one of my favorite poems by Robert Frost.  I memorized this poem in 8th grade and I always think of it when autumn comes around.  It reminds me to enjoy life's little moments because they slip between our grasp so fast.        

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.

 

Autumn Trophy Floral. iphone image

Autumn Trophy Floral. iphone image