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Photo Memory of the Week
Ah, the puffy clouds of summer.

Music of the Week
You knew it had to be this song, right?
And remember this one?
Quote of the Week
To find yourself in the infinite,
You must distinguish and then combine;
Therefore my winged song thanks
The man who distinguished cloud from cloud.
- Johann Wolfgang von GoetheBy the beginning of the 19th century, Goethe was Europe’s most celebrated intellectual icon and Luke Howard — the man who “distinguished cloud from cloud,” a young amateur meteorologist who pioneered a classification system for humanity’s favorite atmospheric phenomena — was the only Englishman whom Goethe ever addressed as “Master.”Read more about Luke Howard here: The Invention of Clouds: How an Amateur Meteorologist Forged the Language of the Skies, by Richard HamblynSource: Daily Good
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