When I was growing up the Moon was just called the Moon. Boy, was I wrong! Quick to boil up the minutiae on everything and anything, the Internet taught me via The Old Farmer’s Almanac web site that January’s full Moon is called the Full Wolf Moon because Native American astronomers gave names to each full Moon of the year descriptive of that particular time of year. So along with being the first full Moon of 2019, the aptly named […]
The second full Moon of January 2018 rose into a cold, iron blue sky at dusk with clouds scudding by blocking the view every now and then. The Moon rises on the eve of a lunar eclipse happening at dawn the next day, 31 January, with the Earth’s shadow just starting to darken the Moon’s face before the Moon sets in the west, at least in what is viewable of the event from Florida. People on the west coast of […]
Views of the solar eclipse of 21 August 2017 as seen from the pollinator garden at Audubon House at the Oslo Riverfront Conservation Area. While totality swept across the continental United States, thrilling millions, down low on peninsular Florida the Moon only eked out a partial eclipse. While totality may have eluded us, this example of heavenly bodies moving stately through their paths in the cosmic clockwork was spectacular in its own right. The Moon made first contact with the […]
Living in Florida, there sometimes appears to be only two seasons. One hot, and one not-so-hot. Sadly, the not-so-hot season, which normal people in other places call winter, is all too short. Great masses of cold air fighting their way southward down from the Arctic usually peter out before they can cross the state line, let alone making it halfway down the peninsula to cool all the hotheads clinging desperately to the paradise fantasy. As I am constantly looking up […]
The Moon passed through the edge, the penumbra, of Earth’s shadow leading to a very subtle lunar eclipse on 10 February 2017. A trio of photographs show the progression, which was far more apparent to the camera than it was to the human eye. To paraphrase Jack Kerouac, the Moon, big sad face of infinity.