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Love, Robert Frost's poetic treatise on the impermanence of all entities!
“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
It's necessary to hunt for fresh images.
Yesterday, all of these pictures were clicked in the early afternoon, when i mustered up courage to step out in the sun to explore another residential area nearby. Armed with my camera, sunglasses and dupatta( veil) covering my head, i set out for the adventure. Mercifully, there were very few people on the road, otherwise they'd have taken me for a crazy specimen, taking pictures at that hour, God knows, for what? Hardly convincing, a lady of my age indulging in a weird hobby. However, I's not to be deterred.
Red flowers in a park.
Flowery bushes and rows of trees alongside the main road of the area,
One of the parks at the entrance of our community.
A green landscaped vista which is lively but neglected!
I captured this nimble butterfly with loads of patience.
A row of bushes with tiny red flowers, in one of the green areas.
Friends, welcome here as always!
This post is part of:
Our World Tuesday
ABC Wednesday ( 'P' is for potpourri)