"The summer wind, came blowin in - from across the sea It lingered there, so warm and fair - to walk with me All summer long, we sang a song - and strolled on golden sand Two sweethearts, and the summer wind Like painted kites, those days and nights - went flyin by The world was new, beneath a blue - umbrella sky Then softer than, a piper man - one day it called to you And I lost you, to the summer wind The autumn wind, and the winter wind - have come and gone And still the days, those lonely days - go on and on And guess who sighs his lullabies - through nights that never end My fickle friend, the summer wind." 1965 song, music by Henry Mayer, lyrics by Johnny Mercer
"The clouds were building up now for the trade wind and he looked ahead and saw a flight of wild ducks etching themselves against the sky over the water, then blurring, then etching again and he knew no man was ever alone on the sea." -Ernest Hemingway
Acropolis. Classical architecture; ancient history. Tourists: “Do not touch” But the cat will. It’s his home. The column- his couch. The sun- his heat. A privileged king in his castle.
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