|Here's a picture I took of a tree with the first leaves on it a couple of weeks ago. The green is so light it looks almost golden and of course this color does not last long as the leaves turn a darker green. I was reminded of a Robert Frost poem:|
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.