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
It's no secret that gold is the color that touches my soul. It's the color of the gods and the nectar of bees, and at this time of year it is what surrounds us.
While I love the brilliant colors that early Autumn presents us with, it is the color of late Autumn that I love most……the colors of the mighty Oak tree….warm russet browns and golds.
Come this time of year, when we turn back the clocks, the only remaining leaves on our trees are the golden brown oak leaves. I always associate them with the smell of wood burning in stoves as the temperatures drop, home made apple crisp and the sound of those leaves being kicked here and there while taking the kids out on Halloween.
It is this very same feeling that I have when I work on these socks. Warm soft inviting browns touched with golden greens………I can almost smell the woodstoves. 🙂
Do you see what I see………..why yes, that second sock is already started……….this s a very good indication that a mate for the first is sure to follow. 🙂
The Woolen Rabbit 
I’m loving the golden leaves right now, too!! I can barely drive straight for looking at them all around me when I’m commuting to work!
Lovely socks!
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i was thinking almost the same thoughts today about the colors of late autumn!
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wow, gorgeous colors!
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I love that Robert Frost poem.
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Fall is my favorite time of year; for all the smells, sounds, colors and temperature changes. Those socks are absolutely fabulous! How they represent the late fall colors…simply stunning!
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What a wonderful poem, and a lovely post. The sock looks beautiful and woodsy.
I’ve been listening to old Simon and Garfunkel albums lately, and the line “leaves that are green turn to brown” has been on my mind.
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I walked through fallen leaves yesterday afternoon and thought how they would soon be gone and how beautiful their dying color was. Your socks are a perfect match.
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I just love leaves! I hate to rake them away; they’re so beautiful. Your sock is as well. The poem by Frost was used in the movie, The Outsiders. I used to teach the book. I remember the poem, a big theme in the movie.
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I do love the smells, and the flavors, and the colors. You capture that beautifully, in prose and in quote.
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It’s a pretty color for your socks. Good job on getting the second one on the needles.
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Kim- Late autumn is glorious, as I love the cool weather and the smells.
Is it giving you any ideas for yarn colors?
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Your top photo really took my breath away. The colours so perfectly capture what are my favourite colours. too. I love the subtle gray-browns of November and those socks capture them perfectly.
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Great post. Robert Frost and socks – two of my favorite things.
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Beautiful pics, Kim, and beautiful sock.
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Ponyboy!
Sorry, I’m an Outsiders fan.
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Beautiful all around! You will LOVE those socks!
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Have I told you how lovely your blog is? All the photos/work that you do just fit it so well!
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