242/365 golden apples of the sun

242/365 golden apples of the sun, originally uploaded by katie cowden.

"Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun."

-W.B. Yeats, The Song of Wandering Aengus