Nothing Gold

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

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Location: Arlington, Virginia, United States

I am a white American middle class suburban housewife trying desperately to tell herself that that is not who she is. One time I was a glowing young ruffian. Oh my God it was a million years ago.

Monday, August 15, 2005

On Good Times

In the vein of themed days of the week, I have decided to enact Memory Lane Mondays. A few of you in the know can call them Pensieve Mondays if you like. These posts may be boring to many of you, but I know I will enjoy writing them. So, if you think they're boring, don't read them. Anyway here is memory number 1: My mom got all her colleagues at work to save the little hole punch circles from their hole punches. Then, one day she brought home from work a shoebox full of "confetti". My sister and I frolicked outside, throwing confetti on each other. Man, that was a good day. Isn't it cool how the simplest things create the best memories? I am going to try and keep this in mind with Levi.


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