Fall is my favorite season. There, I said it, I hate to admit it because it does mean that winter is right around the corner and I really hate the cold, but oh the colors of fall. I love the crisp mornings, the cool nights, the warm sunshine afternoons. Most of all, its the colors though. The bright sunset reds, oranges and pinks as well as the almost golden yellows.
I recently watched my children playing outside and it was almost surreal as though I was watching a movie in technicolor. It is days like these that I just want to hold on to and replay in my mind. They are only young for a fleeting moment (though in the thick of it, it seems like forever) and these days are all too short. But I want to remember the vibrancy, the colors, the laughter, all of it.
I recently watched my children playing outside and it was almost surreal as though I was watching a movie in technicolor. It is days like these that I just want to hold on to and replay in my mind. They are only young for a fleeting moment (though in the thick of it, it seems like forever) and these days are all too short. But I want to remember the vibrancy, the colors, the laughter, all of it.
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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-
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-
