its Sunday, but there’s no sun
“The sun, with all those planets revolving around it and dependent on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as if it had nothing else in the universe to do.”
~ Galileo Galilei
A well-known scientist (some say it was Bertrand Russell) once gave a public lecture on astronomy. He described how the earth orbits around the sun and how the sun, in turn, orbits around the center of a vast collection of stars called our galaxy. At the end of the lecture a little old lady at the back of the room got up and said ‘What you have told us is rubbish. The world is really a flat plate supported on the back of a giant tortoise.’ The scientist gave a superior smile before replying, ‘What is the turtle standing on’ ‘You’re very clever, young man, very clever,’ said the little old lady. ‘But it’s turtles all the way down.’
– Stephen William Hawking
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Sun says goodnight.
Darkness says hello.
The moon smiles at us.
“A banker is a fellow who lends you his umbrella when the sun is shining, but wants it back the minute it begins to rain. ”
Further to the left, another view of the ice on the trees and scrub.
Both photos was taken Thanksgiving morning at 8:28.
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Photo was taken at 5:53 pm.
Part of doing something is
listening. We are listening.
To the sun. To the stars.
To the wind.
— Madeleine L’Engle
Let every dawn be to you as the beginning of
life, and every setting sun be to you as it closes.
— John Ruskin
Concentrate all your thoughts
upon the work at hand. The
sun’s rays do not burn until
brought to a focus.
–Alexander Graham Bell
Took this photo on Sunday. The sun was showing weakly through the overcast sky.
The sun is new each day. — Heraclitus
A sunny day.
Not hot, not cold.
A perfect 10.
The sun shines and warms and lights us and we have no curiosity to know why this is so; but we ask the reason of all evil, of pain, and hunger, and mosquitoes and silly people.
– Ralph Waldo Emerson