Now is the month of Maying, when merry lads are playing! Fa la la la la!
Each with his bonny lass, upon the greeny grass, fa la la la la!
The Spring, clad all in gladness, doth laugh at Winter's sadness! Fa la la la la!
And to the bagpipes’ sound, the nymphs tread out the ground! Fa la la la la!
Fie! Then why sit we musing, youth’s sweet delight refusing? Fa la la la la!
Say, dainty nymphs and speak! Shall we play barley break? Fa la la la la!
(by Sir Thomas Morley, a long time ago)
Whether you're facing a gentle Spring or a raging Summer - don't forget to enjoy the ride.
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