Nature's First Green is Gold

I remember throughout my childhood my mom, and other wise individuals, saying to me "You'll understand when you are older." My entire youth I spent trying to speed up time, to get to a place where I felt I had reached my potential as an adult, and could live freely. I wasted an endless amount of time trying to be older than I was, creating pretenses to live by, and aspire to. Sadly enough, I'm older now, and I understand. When I sit back, and watch my kids grow, I feel like I'm grasping at air, gripping aimlessly at something that is slipping by faster than I can open and close the shutter. But time rolls on, and I find myself standing in the middle of a spinning world that simply won't hold still. I've come to accept the fact that my kids will grow up, they will leave, and I'll be left with the memories we created, of the time we spent. 
My babies  teach me everyday how to live and appreciate what often goes unseen.
I hesitate to think that the best time in my life will be retrospective, as described by the term "golden years". The actual golden age  is encompassed in these pictures. The real money shot is right here, and right now; letting the long grass tickle your face, soak you with dew, and cover you with the fresh sent of spring time.



Nothing Gold Can Stay

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