Originally Posted by albie
I would like to know why a sunset feels different to a sunrise. They should be the same process. I reckon a poet fashioned this matrix. He loved insects too! But changed his mind about dinosaurs. Good show.
While we are on the subject of poetry, imagine waking up one morning just after sunrise and the sky is already a fully violet colour.
You admire the distant view of interlocking tree covered hills covered in a violet mist.
Directly overhead the sky is much darker because the sun is still low on the horizon.
Suddenly the thought comes into your mind, wasn't it Rayleigh who first observed all of this?