Monday, September 3, 2018

I Eye, The blathering on of a simpleton


Night becomes day in one hour.  If I cannot devote one hour to see this miracle I doubt the raising of the dead would much interest me.  When great gifts are considered the relationship between light and eyes have to rank somewhere near the top.  At one point all is black and within an hour all has become colorfully defined and I (just saw the pun), the two mechanisms to know it.  Eyes to see!!!  Light to give me something to see!!!

images from Ireland

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