> April 16th, 2000, Palm Sunday
> Despite getting in very late we still got up and went to church. I drove. I needed the practice. I hadn't driven in six weeks and I was taking my driver's test that week. It is a rather beautiful church. Instead of stained glass windows large regular windows look out at the trees surrounding the church, and with the sun shining on the fresh spring leaves it was more inspiring than colored bits of glass ever is. It reminded me of a poem, by Frost I think, that is quoted in the book Outsiders.


Nothing Gold Can Stay (1923)

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.