sunuva...

the elegant trinidad scorpion, from last year's seed...

welcome it's evil cousin the trinidad moruga scorpion...

whuh?

full circle...

world's collide....

that's us...

mm...

space oddity

weather's fine...

cmb...

13.82 billion years, now that's a number I can get my head around...

- Posted by t-nuts mobile

C/2011 L4...

bon chance...

dafourteen...

Night Wanderers from Colin Legg on Vimeo.

left side top to bottom.  everything else...gravy

haverchuck...

...thanks:)

portent...

favorable?

so close...

pale blue dot...

1990 Voyager 1 image taken from 3.7 billion miles away...

From this distant vantage point, the Earth might not seem of any particular interest. But for us, it's different. Consider again that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there – on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that in glory and triumph they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner. How frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity – in all this vastness – there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves. The Earth is the only world known, so far, to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment, the Earth is where we make our stand. It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.

carl sagan...

mimas...

behold...

butch t...

stop...

tk

dreye...

tk

barada...

lifestylin'... 

9th b-day camping trip, she's lifestylin'...

lots of dry mmr double, lunar dust, 2-3 inches deep at times...

a relic, but I'm not so sure it's not still in use. save ya the trouble, it's a pull behind road grader...

oops, overshot KS border by 2 miles...

definitely in new territory...

friday night was the most amazing dark sky astronomy night I've had thus far.  i was checking off messier dso's rapid fire style moving from one to another with ease, all new objects i had not previously seen.  the combo of the dark sky site & a clear shot south (my driveway is lacking in these attributes) was, was, was...freaking awesome!!

great weekend...

tk

and with you...

tk