I worship the sun; I am an atheist; I'm not a sunbather, but if the sun's on my little lean-to conservatory, I'm there if possible (when life & business don't get in the way) and don't leave till it dips behind the SW trees. In the deep midwinter, a clear blue sky and deep frost at night, it rises above the SouthEast trees by 13:00, and disappears below the SW trees by 15:15. For 2 hours, the finches and tits feed frantically from all the tables and dispensers I provide, while, behind the glass, I lift my face to the great, nourishing sun.
Sorry, what was this thread about again?
Sorry, what was this thread about again?
Originally posted by Serial_Apologist
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