Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Fields of Gold

When I was in Iowa, I spent quite a bit of time with Rufus, Deep Acres Fields of Gold. We took long walks in the snow together, rough-housed, and I got to love him up quite a bit. He seemed to like that. I even got to give him a bath. I just have to share a pic of Rufus after he had his bath. Do you think he looks like a Snoucher (?) when he is wet. I think he is adorable.

I love the song Fields of Gold. I heard that Sting wrote it after he bought a house in a barley field. It is one of Sting's wife's, Trudie Styler's, favorites.

Here are the lyrics:

Fields of Gold


You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we 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

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold

It's so beautiful. Just like Rufus.