Willy-nilly

Into this Universe, and Why not knowing  Nor Whence, like Water willy-nilly flowing;  And out of it, as Wind along the Waste,  I know not Whither, willy-nilly blowing. Stanza XXXII of “Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam” by Edward Fitzgerald (1809–1883)

The Lightning Path

A talented man I know works with wood. While taking care of his dogs one night, I saw this board he had recently cut from a tree that had been struck by lightning. Isn't it fascinating how the bolt was captured in the wood?


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