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.

Nothing Gold Can Stay by Robert Frost

Christmas is starting to have its way with me and before I know it the end of December will be here. So I'm desperately trying to cling on to my favourite season before I get tired of the bleak cold. Since when did autumn pass by so quickly? I think it's a result of the annoying 'Indian summer', which meant we got barely any of the crisp October and November weather I love so much!

December is exciting though. Christmas coffees, fairy lights, frosty mornings, cold nights, Santa's grotto, wishlists, planning what to bake and make... Unfortunately everything seems to happen in December. I'm up to my ears in Christmas card commissions, portfolio work, gift ideas, baking plans, as well as my usual two jobs! Oh, and Christmas parties and get-togethers, ice skating, Christmas shopping...

The photos are of some of my favourite leaves from this year, and the Frost poem is lovely. I first came across it in SE Hinton's novel The Outsiders - a brilliant book should you ever be looking for something to read. I like how these photos came out, considering I don't have an SLR camera (this is going to be rectified next week!).

I hope you all have a wonderful last weekend of November. I'm off to Newcastle for the weekend to visit a friend. Catch ups, Christmas markets and coffee are on the agenda. I've never been so far up North so I'm looking forward to seeing a different part of the country.

And happy thanksgiving to any American folk - mail me some pumpkin pie, please.