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.
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.
I am not sure why this poem kept coming to my mind as I was painting this one, there was just something about the flowers and the gold stamens. To emphasize the gold of the painting... I even added a touch of gold watercolour paint to the stamens and the branch.
Natures First Green is Gold
Photo Reference: Alan and Elaine Wilson
Photo Reference: Alan and Elaine Wilson
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