So dawn goes down to day.Nothing gold can stay. These two wonderful lines from Robert Frost’s poem “Nothing Gold Can Stay” (first published in 1923) have been constantly in mind this past week as I walked the Arboretum in the early morning and late afternoon, with the angle of the sun low, amidst the pure […]
![Tibetans watching a horse race from their trucks at a summer festival east of Xiaquka [Xagquka]](https://www.arboretum.harvard.edu/wp-content/uploads/ree_trucks_tibet_2000-60x60.jpg)
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