Daily Archives: March 21, 2009

First Green


Nothing Gold Can Stay

Robert Frost

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.


Descending rapidly from the sublime to the mundane, this particular gold did not stay, mostly because I ripped its little roots right out, as it was grass invading my flower bed. But let us pass on, shall we?

Here’s a more poetic illustration for the Frost poem, actually, the tulip bulbs starting to come up, which you saw last week:



A week from today; in fact, in one week and one hour (if the train is not excessively late), I will be boarding the Amtrak Empire Builder en route to Seattle and thence to Blue Moon Fiber Arts Sock Camp.

Tina Newton, the dyer-founder of Blue Moon, is teaching a dyeing class this year at Sock Camp.  We don’t really know what exactly is going to happen, other than our ‘homework’ is partly to notice colors around us in nature.  We also are to bring examples of our favorite colors and colors that are not, shall we say, in our comfort zone.

So, Carrie at Irishgirlieknits had the idea of using our blogs as a color notebook.  Expect to see some meanderings in photo and words all week.

Colors in nature are somewhat constrained here right now.  But there are a few early greens in my yard today, the first FULL day of spring!  And it amazes me how different they are when you really look at them.


Like the daffodils with a sidecar weed: the daff leaves and their bloom looking almost bluish-green, but yellow-green at their tips still, and the weed a warm mossy green, though with a slight sheen.


Or the dormant lavender just waking up, a pale purplish-grayish-green.

But when in the sun, the light catches the silver and hides the green.



The palest fuzzy green of the mullein.  (Don’t you want to pet it?  It’s as soft and fuzzy as it looks!)


Green toned down with dark red veins — penstemon.

And lastly, what I think of as a classic ‘spring green’ — rhododendron.


Mmmm spring!  At last!

Tomorrow:  Saturday Skies with more colors, and Knitting News.