Thursday, August 04, 2005


Look. Fields of gold. Posted by Picasa

8 comments:

Tamara said...

Awesome!!

Slyeyes said...

so...is Peri hiding behind that shrub?

Marvin | Paranoid Android said...

How not to be seen...

Lt. Woman said...

Maybe it's me not being an American, but I keep thinking "amber waves of grain.." But there are no purple fruited mountain majesties. Or something

Jeff Meyerson said...

Ooh, purty!

Polly P.I. said...

lt. woman,

You're right. It does kinda remind me of the "amber waves of grain" thing.

I was thinking of that Sting song... "Fields of Gold".

You'll remember me
When the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley

We'll forget the sun
In her jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold.

mike weasel said...

*bush explodes*

Kafaleni said...

Ouch Weasel. That's gonna hurt.

Polly... I remember the song now, but I don't remember the lyrics to a lot of songs. I just hum along until I get to a line or two that I remember. It works for me.

Of course, the songs that defined my teen years, (mostly mid to late 80's teeny-bop stuff that you couldn't pay me enough to listen to now), are imprinted on my brainstem and pop out as soon as you hear the first couple of chords over the lo-fi speakers at the mall. I hate that.