“If it's 45 and cloudy, the wind doesn't dry it as fast as you'd like. We need some warm days. But it could have been worse. If we would have had that two inches fall at once or if we would have had a downpour or two to go with the rain we had this weekend, we'd be looking at some real problems.”
“Well, I have lost you; and I lost you fairly;
In my own way, and with my full consent.
Say what you will, kings in a tumbrel rarely
Went to their deaths more proud than this one went.
Some nights of apprehension and hot weeping
I will confess; but that's permitted me;
Day dried my eyes; I was not one for keeping
Rubbed in a cage a wing that would be free.
If I had loved you less or played you slyly
I might have held you for a summer more,
But at the cost of words I value highly,
And no such summer as the one before.
Should I outlive this anguish-and men do-
I shall have only good to say of you.”