AREN'T WE ALL LOVERS IN THE SPRING?
It was a lover and his lass,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey-nonny-no,
That o'er the green cornfield did pass
In spring-time, the only pretty ring-time,
When birds do sing, hey ding--a-ding-ding,
Sweet lovers love the spring.
From As You Like It
William Shakespeare
DAY BOOK
It was a warm and green day in the spring of my junior
year of high school when a line from Shakespeare became a
kind of emotional anthem. It captured the Easter green and fragrant blooming world of the exterior and the still unplumbed, mysterious joy and stirrings of young hormones and puppy love.
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey-nonny-no,
That o'er the green cornfield did pass
In spring-time, the only pretty ring-time,
When birds do sing, hey ding--a-ding-ding,
Sweet lovers love the spring.
From As You Like It
William Shakespeare
DAY BOOK
A GLISTENING WORLD
I got a little damp getting these shots, but what a magnificent spring view!
See you down the trail.
