Monday, January 23, 2023

The Morning Sky

Stepping outside with the cat after her breakfast, I stopped to take in the sky. I felt comfort from the familiar sight and regret for not being involved with it. Astronomy is more affective than microscopy. 

In neither am I truly discovering anything. In both, I only see what others have said is there:  stars in a cluster; cells in a tissue. If not for the books (and websites) I would have little, if any, understanding of what I am looking at, though biology does allow more opportunity for informed inference. The walls of cells are visibly tractable while (with my instruments) the strata of stars are not.


On the left (south) Scorpius with Claws Zuben el Eshmali
and Zuben el Genubi. To the right (west) Corvus.
Xi Scorpii here and Corvus here.

The telescopes remain all packed away. Yesterday, I put the microscopes and slides back into storage. 

 

I expected to view the present conjunction of Saturn and Venus, and I watched the approach as of last week, but I put it off. I went out last night and saw only Venus. Checking the charts, I understood that a telescope would have provided the view I sought. 

 

PREVIOULSY ON NECESSARY FACTS

ELI the ICEman: Science and Technology 

Epigenetics 

Fantastic Voyages: Teaching Science with Science Fiction

The Madam Curie Complex 

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