It’s been cloudy in the evenings this week even when it hasn’t been raining. So I never saw the great conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn last Monday. Tonight, the weather was very different. A beautiful evening, though cold, and a slightly hazy sunset. The re-appearance of Mars above a waxing moon embroidered the pretty skyscape shortly after the 1610 sunset. I set up the camera and spent almost an hour moving and adjusting my tripod, practicing with numb, gloved fingers in the failing light. I chose to take photographs of some of the many people taking selfies while bathed in the golden sunset.[Read more…] about Missed Conjunctions
Last evening, I walked the dog the very short distance to the Obelisk on Killiney Hill. It was close to 4.30 when we set out, the sun having set thirty minutes earlier, and I hoped to see the conjunction of Saturn and Jupiter in the western skies.[Read more…] about Garden And Sky
The day started with a walk. The church spire reflected in a puddle seemed painterly. No longer a church, it is somewhat diminished if described as the maritime museum spire reflected in a puddle. A building in which we have attended civil wedding ceremonies that are enriched by the maritime icons that symbolise journeys of hope in this life rather than what many see as the cruel and debasing imagery of the supplanted Christian ethos.[Read more…] about Sea and Light
I will be very disappointed tonight. I already see that the Harvest Moon will not be visible at moonrise from South County Dublin at 1930 local time. The skies have clouded over and that’s it for this moon. It will rain instead.[Read more…] about On Harvest and Blue Moons
We four went to a local park earlier today for a three-generational distance-separated walk. It was a balmy July day, neither warm nor cold but it was dry. It’s a place I know well as the start of the long distance trail called the Wicklow Way. The Wicklow Way is a self-guided walk from Rathfarnham in Dublin to Clonegal in Carlow some 27 kilometres long. I’ve lost track of the number of times I’ve walked south from this spot and indeed, I can’t recall the number of times I’ve ended my treks here. Perhaps the sum of starts and finishes is 24.
It’s a place Mom and the two kids know well because of the fields, the playground and the great recreational opportunities the huge open spaces provide. Trees, lakes and rivers are a bonus for these young explorers who were moving rocks to dam a stream within minutes of arrival.[Read more…] about Aliens Arrive
‘Days and months are itinerants on an eternal journey; the years that pass by are also travellers’. – Matuso Bashō (1644-94)
I noted this quotation a few years ago; a dozen in fact. Reading it last night triggered thoughts that spawned a few more. I wish you good luck on this eternal journey.
It’s amazing to me that so many people on different continents came to live in caves carved from volcanic tuff. The Puebloans or Anasazi in New Mexico, Etruscans in Italy, and the Cappadocians in Turkey spring to mind. Each realised, independently, that tuff was relatively easy to carve into negative moulds for habitation. Conversely, the Rapa Nui on Easter Islander chose to cut positive shapes from similar material.Presumably their moai have religious purpose. While time may travel, coeval independent solutions seem to occur quite frequently.