Day 273: An overnight shower left the pasture strewn with diamonds, their glint in morning light cast against a soft melding of mist and cloud. An indistinct boundary, that technical division of molecules; one rising, one sinking, intermingling, converging; confused moisture, clinging to whatever straws it might find, and attaining ultimate perfection as a unified droplet. The beauty of Science captured my eye as did the joy of Art, the mathematics of each as indefinable as the taxonomy of vapours. One gives up thinking when faced with splendors such as these, and merely revels in the moment.
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