Just like “Groundhog Day.” A truly great movie, by the way, but I never actually wanted to live it.
Another evening where I walked away from the mountain of work at my desk and the Deadlines From Hell ™ and took thirty or forty minutes to read and watch the sunset.
Do you see Venus up there? It’s right there in the clouds, but they’re not that thick, so you can see it shining through just below the three power lines, about halfway between the trees on either side of the picture. Click on the image to blow it up to full size – it’s there!
Can you see it now? Like a diamond floating up there in pink cotton candy.
The sunset two days ago was very much orange and yellow where tonight was very much pink and purple.
And as before, and as it will be tomorrow, eventually it all fades to black. I waved to Major who was walking by, disappointed by the absence of the bunnies who won’t come out when I’m sitting out there.
Maybe tomorrow I’ll sit out in the back yard to harass the wrens instead so that Major can spook the bunnies.
It’s the little things.
It goes without saying, but if anyone’s going to say it anyway it’s going to be me. Sunset photos are gorgeous, but it’s a process.
You can’t capture them in a single photo, or even a video.
The colors shift ever so gradually. Sometimes there are shades of orange, red, pink, purple, blue, and they all slide and transform second by second, but not so that you can actually see or notice, only feel.
Sometimes with layers of clouds and all of their holes and nooks and crannies (and crooks and nannies) you’ll get brighter moments, and rays, and shadows.
You can’t feel the breeze, or smell those bushes in a picture or a video. You can’t watch the bunnies come out to see if Major’s still around.
I took a break from a work avalanche and sat out reading a book. At one point I heard a buzzing sound from that bush right in front of me and thought it might be one of those HUGE flying beetles, but bigger than I had ever seen before. Close! It was a hummingbird, about three feet from me. It didn’t stick around when I moved.
The only bad part about a real book instead of an e-file on my iPad or phone is that about this point it got too dark to read. Oh, well. Back to generating documents and uploading them to the auditors.
Wash your hands. Stay home. Wear a mask.
Tonight’s layers of clouds didn’t “partially obscure the conjunction of the crescent moon and Venus.” Nah!
Such negativity! “Obscure” is such a judgmental term!
Nah, let’s say that they added color and character!
“Character!” Yeah, that’s it!
It was a group effort tonight! Clouds, moon, Venus!
Over the last week or two there have been a series of AMAZING passes of the ISS over SoCal in the evenings, and we’ve had rain and clouds every freaking day. I may have whinged about this.
…clear and a million again. Not a cloud to be seen.
Quick, we’ve had ISS passes almost every night for the last two weeks! When’s the pass tonight?
The next visible pass over SoCal is a truly marginal one, low in the sky, only lasts thirty seconds, in the morning, nine days from now.
Foxtrot. Mike. Lima.
Did everyone enjoy Easter?
It sounds absurd to many to hear that the six straight days of rain in SoCal left as much as a foot of snow. It would be absurd if there were 12″ of snow in downtown LA or at LAX or at our house at ANY time of year. (I’ve been here over 45 years and I remember once getting what could generously be called a “dusting.”) Yet from the hangar today in Camarillo, there it was!
The key, of course, is to realize that there’s a lot of elevation to play with around here. LAX is at 125′ elevation, Van Nuys in the San Fernando Valley (my part of town) is at 802′. I think our house is at 1,041 feet. We don’t get snow.
But up in the mountains on the northern end of Ventura County (shown) they get up to 5,000′ or more. And in Los Angeles County, those gorgeous peaks you see in the background during the Rose Parade every January 1st, several peaks climb to over 9,000′ and Mount Baldy is over 10,000′. So, yes, they get snow. There are ski resorts up there. (Yes, in LA in the winter you can often go surfing in the morning and snowboarding in the afternoon. If you surf. And snowboard. I don’t do either, BTW.)
That all having been said, it is a bit odd to get snow this late in the year. But then again, it’s also odd to get rain for six days in a row (over 4″ around our house).
So we don’t have it nearly as bad as the folks in Maine who got a foot of heavy snow late this week and were losing power all over the place, or all of those who are going to get up to a foot of it across huge swaths of the Midwest tonight and tomorrow.
Ours just made for some picture postcard views.
It’s Castle Peak to be specific.
You’ve seen it on fire from our front yard, and in any number of evening sunset and ISS pass photos as well. This picture shows it wreathed in low hanging clouds. The perspective’s different because it’s taken on the street down on the flatland at the bottom of our hill.
You’re getting it tonight, even though there are way too many wires, street lights, and telephone poles in it, because:
- It was a very pretty sight
- I’ve got an amazing story to tell you but I need to do it correctly, and…
- I’m out of time tonight (so what else is news?)
I know. I’m a tease.
Go wash your hands.
There’s a lot going on these days.
You might have noticed.
A lot of stress, not a lot of sleep, a lot of angst, not a lot of relaxation.
“Take care of yourself,” folks say, and that’s good advice. When you get on a plane they tell you to put your own oxygen mask on first if there’s an emergency, because that way you can help others without being one of those who needs help.
So tonight was going to be great. There was an ASTONISHING space station pass over Southern California. Almost horizon to horizon, straight through the zenith, brighter than Venus. (Remember Venus?)
(Image from Heavens-Above.com – get it – use it!)
On top of that, there’s a “SUPERMOON” tonight! Yeah, y’all know how I feel about the sensational headlines and click bait. It’s a full moon when the moon is at perigee, the point in a body’s object when it’s closest to Earth, so it looks about 1% bigger than “normal.” You would never know that just by looking at it. But, it’s a full moon, it will be bright, it will be spectacular.
Been looking forward to this for days and days. Needed to remember the joys of the little things.
And Mother Nature said,
It’s been POURING. Flash flood alerts sort of pouring. Biblical-class rain on and off. You would be soaked to the skin just thinking about going outside.
So there was a really spectacular ISS pass. But we couldn’t see it.
There was a beautiful, bright full moon rising. (Unclear if it was “bad.”) But we couldn’t see it.
Mother Nature’s a bitch.
And not the good kind.