Outside The Comfort Zone - Day 5
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. by Robert Frost As the last of the morning stars began to fade and the sun's early warmth crept over the mountains, I lay in my sleeping bag thinking, "nothing gold can stay". It was the final day, the day we would walk out of the mountains and back to asphalt, cars, and crowd
