Great is the sun, and wide he goes
Through empty heaven with repose;
And in the blue and glowing days
More thick than rain he showers his rays.
Though closer still the blinds we pull
To keep the shady parlour cool,
Yet he will find a chink or two
To slip his golden fingers through.
The dusty attic spider-clad
He, through the keyhole, maketh glad;
And through the broken edge of tiles
Into the laddered hay-loft smiles.
Meantime his golden face around
He bares to all the garden ground,
And sheds a warm and glittering look
Among the ivy’s inmost nook.
Above the hills, along the blue,
Round the bright air with footing true,
To please the child, to paint the rose,
The gardener of the World, he goes.
Summer Sun, by Robert Louis Stevenson
Ahh, summer. Don't you love it?
Right now I'm staying here in Lyon for ten more days until I go to Paris for a couple of weeks. Then I come back, and soon afterwards I leave for a windsurfing camp in St-Tropez with my friend. Once we're back from St-Tropez, I have a week or so in Lyon before I drive with my family to a chalet in the Alps for a week. After that I have ten days of vacation left before school starts!
I'm going to be in troisième! That's 9th grade! Eeeeeeeeeek!
So what are your plans for the summer? Are you going anywhere exciting? How do you like to spend your hot summer days?





