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
i woke up this morning an it's 39 degrees! last week it was 100, this morning it is 39! that is quite a big change for us desert rats. so everyone is running around in winter gear, by the looks of everyone you would think it was 20 below. so today not only do i have my red hoodie on, but i have on a long sleeve shirt and a sweater underneath it, and i wore my gloves this morning. please keep in mind that my window doesn't roll up all the way in my beat up van and i have no heater. brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! the butterfly is cold
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
i woke up this morning an it's 39 degrees! last week it was 100, this morning it is 39! that is quite a big change for us desert rats. so everyone is running around in winter gear, by the looks of everyone you would think it was 20 below. so today not only do i have my red hoodie on, but i have on a long sleeve shirt and a sweater underneath it, and i wore my gloves this morning. please keep in mind that my window doesn't roll up all the way in my beat up van and i have no heater. brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! the butterfly is cold
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im kidding. i have a truck for cold weather, its just not as cool as my bike. i do ride till the roads ice up though. normally anyway.
i always thought it was always hot in the desert. learn something new everyday.
frost poems are the best. but i always get an underlying sad feeling from them. the road less traveled is my favorite.