nothing gold can stay

I just love this time of year. The weather is absolutely perfect for a brief moment in time, and everything is so brightly colored. I know, it's fleeting... Reminding us of the long cold drab winter to come. The shorter days, going to and from work in the waning light. But still, I love it right now. I love the brilliance of the leaves, the sunlight streaming through the yellows and oranges, and sometimes reds. I love watching showers of bright yellow leaves drifting toward the ground. And then the leaf piles, waiting for kids to jump right in. It's the last wisps of summer, and we hang onto it with everything we have. Reminds me of that poem, "nothing gold can stay". (Yes, it's from 'The Outsiders', and yes I can still quote the whole poem.) We have to enjoy these bright colorful days while we have them.

Nothing Gold Can Stay - by Robert Frost
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.