Wordless Wednesday. . . with words AND instructions

Step One: Press Play
Step Two: You don't have to read the lyrics on the YouTube video.
Step Three: Just read what I wrote.
Step Four: Enjoy
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As a little girl, I can remember my Dad showing me sour grass for the first time. I thought it was the coolest thing since my hot pink Barbie Corvette.

Today, I introduced my girls to the delights of sour grass.

That acidic taste hits your tongue and makes you mouth curl.

It is simple.

It is beautiful.

It is such a sour taste, in such a sweet moment.

As I snapped pictures and rolled in the field of sour, I sang this beautiful song to my babies.

No, we were not among barley {our field was red not gold} but the song was perfect.
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You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Among the fields of barley


You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold



So she took her love for to gaze awhile
Among 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


And you can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in 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 will walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in 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 will walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in 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
As you lie in fields of gold


You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Among the fields of barley


You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold