lately when we've been kayaking at sunset, we see the most gorgeous patterns in the end-of-summer lilypads. they have holes and tears in them. yet each one is perfect in its own way.
when i look at the holes in them - nature's lace - i was reminded of my favorite robert frost poem:
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.
photos copyright 2006, jessica voigts
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These are very beautiful shots and nice comments to boot. Where are the frogs that are supposed be on the lilly pads?
My favorite line is:
" Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day. "
Its words eloquently speak of lifes cycles, of course, but I have never seen it as the day being the lessor of morning. That is an incredible observation. You have some considerable talent here, I hope you contine and compile it into a book someday.
thank you!!
Light is what makes beauty show true
I wish I could go kayaking with you!
"he holes let the light shine through"
jessie-- great photos as usual, but amazing lady
Keep up the food work,,and here is a 10