There is a very beautiful poem and a song by Russian author Alexander Derevyagin called "A boy bathes the Sun".
The quoted part from Brian's message (Rain -> Precipitation) reminded me of that poem. I thought some people here might appreciate it.. Here is the relevant excerpt: (my apologies to everybody for the primitive translation) A boy bathes the Sun.. The sparkling-clean Sun turns into a butterfly and flies to the sky, to shine. The kid covers up his eyes with his palms and squints, and the clouds float and don't fall. What's falling is the snow. They say that snow comes from clouds - that doesn't matter. What matters is that the clouds float and don't fall. Snow is a miracle if you don't need to explain where it comes from. <...> ... And some study love. Love is the snow that comes from nobody knows where... and if you know, - it is not love but precipitation. ... Snowflake, - you can hold it on the palm and look at it, while precipitation is for agriculture. ... They must be studying love for agriculture?.. ... Cheers, Igor PS. For Russian-speaking PDMLers, here is the original: http://www.bards.ru/archives/part.php?id=18174 Thu Oct 25 18:53:58 EDT 2012 Brian Walters wrote: > The most popular choice was "Rain", followed by "Bookmarks" and > "Windows", so those are in, although at Ann's suggestion I've changed > 'Rain" to "Precipitation" -- PDML Pentax-Discuss Mail List PDML@pdml.net http://pdml.net/mailman/listinfo/pdml_pdml.net to UNSUBSCRIBE from the PDML, please visit the link directly above and follow the directions.
