When I left the office at lunchtime, a huge gust of wind came from behind and whipped my hair around to cover my eyes. I had to struggle to pull clumps of hair away from my glasses so I could see to get to the car. But the wind felt good on the back of my neck, and then the sun struck a single hair that was stretched across my field of vision -- it was one of the grey ones -- and made it sparkle like a long string of diamonds.
Thank you, Sun and Wind. You do nice work.