I’m not sure which cliche to use; I’ve been so busy I don’t have time to do anything (sorry, Yogi), or, Report of my death is greatly exaggerated–Mark Twain. In either case, I’ve been away from the blog-o-sphere for too long and plan to remedy that. I find it hard to believe that it’s been more than a year since I’ve posted anything. I’ve had many conversations with the voices in my head, which I thought ended on the page. Not so, I guess.
Let’s think of this as spring training–although, as a Cleveland-area guy, I promise not to talk about sports. Birding and fishing remain my passions, and you can add astronomy to that mix. Here are a couple of trailers (When did trailers, a word that connotes something at the end, replace the word preview, a word that connotes something to come?) to whet your appetite.
Susan and I will be heading to Alaska for a few weeks at the end of May (Can’t miss spring migration here!) in hopes of seeing birds such as the Bristle-thighed Curlew (Eskimo Curlew is only a dream bird) and the Bluethroat. Stay tuned. Last summer I went to MARS, Maine Astronomy Retreat and Symposia, (summer camp for adults hooked on stars) and will be going back this August. Here’s an image I made, with the help of Babak Tafreshi, a photographer for National Geographic magazine, at the camp.
Witt’s End 