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the last green

Tiny and improbable to begin with, and destined to succumb to frost or flood within days, this little fellow managed to lodge himself, so to speak, into another unlikely crevice and take root in my camera and sprout across my film, where he can be seen still, much like the overwrought vegetation on that Grecian Urn:

Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed
Your leaves, nor ever bid the spring adieu …