...I swear in the days still left we'll walk in the fields of gold....

...So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in the fields of gold

See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I’ve broken
But I swear in the days still left
We’ll walk in the fields of gold
We’ll walk in the fields of gold...


Sting
Ten Summoners Tales
A&M Records 1993

Lake Mead 1984

I have had this picture on my desk for a long time. Lake Mead houseboat trip 1984. Great time! Great company! Great sunglasses Marian! Great hair Rick! I like this picture because of the attitude. The tiger-by-the-tail time of our life before the rains came. Lot of water under the bridge since this picture was taken. But this is who we are. Who I am! We can't recapture the moment but we can recapture the feeling. I love shaggy long hair, tan dry skin and rough edges. I love the feel of a well worn Gordon & Smith t-shirt. Bare feet, ski-boats and beautiful women in bathing suits. Water balloon launchers, barbecues and sleeping in a sleeping bag on the top deck. Laughing so hard with your friends you puke! Getting up before the sun rises to catch the smooth water and hitting the glass once again just before sunset. This is who I am. Time and life have occasionally made me forget that. That's why I keep this picture on my desk - to remind me. I am fun. I am laughter. I fix the boat when it breaks down and enjoy it. I am the first one up in the morning and the last one to bed at night. I'm the one that starts the fire in the morning that allows others to wake up to the smell of bacon frying. I'm the one at the end of a long day and night that secures everything, turns out the lights and then finds a quiet place to read or just look out on the water for an hour or two meditating. Why have I forgotten this? Why have I lost touch with this guy in the picture? He's funny as hell and if you want to have a really good time on your vacation you make sure he and his beautiful wife come with you. Plus...He owns the boat and he's buying!

Excuse me while I go outside and stand on the fence post, flap my wings and crow like a rooster. COCKADOOODLEDOOOO!!!

Now I have to go back to work.... (but I am starting the long journey back by growing my hair out)