Once again the very lovable Lundsjön. It's beautiful...
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.
Robert Frost "Nothing Gold Can Stay"
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
fiskis winter two
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