One morning, one morning, one morningin May
I spied a young couple a making their way
And one was a maiden, so sweet and so fair
And the other was a soldier and a brave grenadier

(Maybe she's the fiddler and he's the one who falls for the tunes this time.)

Mmmm, how about a little Vermont syrup for those blueberry pancakes. A friend of mine brought me some lovely medium amber to share.