"For art to exist, for any sort of aesthetic activity or perception to exist, a certain physiological precondition is indispensable: intoxication." Friedrich Nietzsche

Thursday, December 10, 2015

GOLDEN FROST

A couple of images from this afternoon's walk.


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



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