In The End
We've been looking at judging this week, we might even take it a bit further and deeper next week, but for today I want to take a little break away from the deep and dark woods for today. We've been to the parted path, seen the majestic snow with absolutely no prints in it, blown across ground that shows nothing beneath the clear, crisp, delightfully pure white. We've been into the depths a little about what judging is, and is not; and the personal aspect of it, and that gets deep so today I thought we'd just lighten up a bit, if that's O.K. with you? Somebody told me one time that the way that sound travels is in waves, and at about 186,000 feet per minute, light multiplies that to 186,000 miles per second; but that distance traveled at that given rate for one year is then called a light year. Here is the mind bending part of that, it isn't a measure of time but of distance. So when we say that the universe that we detect light from is 473 million light years ...