If you think all stars look alike (like skunks, for example), stay tuned. Speaking of skunks, last night’s encounter was a bit too close. I was working with one of my scopes, minding my own business, when Petunia, lady friend of Fred, walked within 12 inches of me, destined to get into the garage. Well, …
Those of us, of a certain age, can tell you exactly where we were on this day 57 years ago. Some were having babies, others worried about whether they were going to find a meaningful career. I asked my grandfather if, when he was growing up, did he think he’d ever see men walk on …
Last night was one of those nights when anyone with any sense was in some air-conditioned space, not outside doing astro photography. So, for those of us without any sense, me and one of my skunk friends, it was time to sweat the small stuff—like stars. Plus, there was that strange scratching sound coming from …
Only got the camera out of the bag once during our recent trip to Canada. Too many other fun things going on, plus, it didn’t get really dark up there until about 11pm and by then we were done. And there was that night in that Irish pub, the Harp. This is all kind of …
Witt’s End 