THE HEAT OF LIFE

The city dwellers all complain
When August comes and brings no rain.
The pavements burn upon their feet;
Temper and temperature compete.


They mop their brows, they slow their pace,
And wish they were some other place.


But farmers do not mind the heat;
They know it ripens corn and wheat.
They love to see the sun rise red,
Remembering what their fathers said:
"An August month that's dry and warm
Will never do the harvest harm."

Michael Lewis
Taken from Dick King - Smith's Countryside Treasury


Romans 5:3 We also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance character; and character hope.



Photograph : Newfoundland; by Sam Abell 1970