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Come live with me and be my Love

Dedicated to my love and my fiancee "Haroon"

Come live with me and be my love,

And we will all the pleasures prove

That valleys, groves, hills and fields,

Woods or steepy mountain yields.

And we will sit upon the rocks,

Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks,

By shallow rivers to whose falls

Mellodious birds sing madrigals.

And I will make thee bed of roses

And a thousand fragrant posies,

A cap of flowers and a kirtle

Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle;

A gown made of the finest wool

Which from our pretty lambs we pull;

Fair lined slippers for the cold,

With buckles of the purest gold;

A belt of straw and ivy buds,

With coral clasps and amber studs;

And if these pleasures may thee move,

Come live with me and be my love.

The shepherds ' swains shall dance and sing

For thy delight each May morning;

If these delights thy mind may move,

Then live with me and be my love.

By: Christopher Marlowe

Beauty of Nature

The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature.

By: Anne Frank

August Arrival

So on my way to work this morning, I was listening to NRP essay about how the month of august is morphing from the august we knew into something entirely different. I feel exactly the same way as commentator Frank DeFord:

"So August was a nice respite. We needed August. Then things changed. First, Everybody started going back to school before Labour Day. Who'd ever heard of such a thing?"

Ever wish you had written what someone else did? Thats me with the DeFord essay.

Anyway, what does August recall to you?

You can also read the commentary at NRP Commentary