tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19290845.post4416550735421984195..comments2023-06-09T03:41:28.042-07:00Comments on chatoyance: Windy day, DYC*, and beeLori Witzelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04744273435691506484noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19290845.post-61491482990645663612008-05-06T13:19:00.000-07:002008-05-06T13:19:00.000-07:00“Each ray of sunshine is seven minutes old,”Serge ...“Each ray of sunshine is seven minutes old,”<BR/>Serge told me in New York one December night.<BR/><BR/>“So when I look at the sky, I see the past?”<BR/>“Yes, Yes,” he said, “especially on a clear day.”<BR/><BR/>Agha Shahid AliR.L. Bourgeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02850533057828782722noreply@blogger.com