I awoke this morning to the sound of Monte getting up and going outside. He had been planning on watching this morning’s quadruple conjunction of the crescent Moon, Jupiter, Venus and Aldebaran. So, I hopped out of bed too. I grabbed my camera and he dug out the tripod.
It was 6 AM and the sun was already starting to come up. An hour earlier would have been better, light-wise, but the event was clearly visible from our front yard.
In the shot above, Jupiter is on the top. Venus is below, it is at its brightest this month. If you look closely, you can see the star Aldebaran on the right side of the frame (vertically about halfway between the Moon and Venus). There is another faint star to the bottom left of Jupiter, but I don’t know what that one is called.
It was a pretty sight. It is always thrilling to see the dance of the moon, planets and stars. This morning the clouds lifted and we were treated to a great view.
A chance of rain has been in the forecast for the last day or two. At about 4pm the clouds start to build and red blobs pop up on the weather radar. Unfortunately the rain clouds fizzle out before they get to us.
While it was possible for us to see the transit by looking through our welder’s glass. It really wasn’t useful for taking a picture – it was too small. Monte mounted a pair of binoculars on a tripod and used that to focus an image of the sun and the transit of venus on a piece of paper. That’s what these are images of.
The transit started right on time. If you look just to the right of the top of this image, you can see Venus just starting to show up. You can also see 4 or 5 sunspots in each image.
A little while later, Venus is clearly visible on the face of the sun.
This was one of the last images, taken shortly before sunset.
I made it home tonight by about 11:30. Yay for no delays or major travel issues.
I am an aisle seat person. If you want to ask me to swap my aisle seat with your non-aisle seat on a flight so that you can sit next to your honey or your friend, you’d better be a little old lady, or a newlywed. Ok. Well. If it was a window seat, I’d probably swap with you, but *that’s* what I’d be thinking. You’ll have to bribe me (alot) to swap for the dreaded middle seat.
That being said, I do love looking out the window. I suspect I look a lot one of those people that you’d think was on their first plane ride. Oh, and I take pictures out the window, too. Sometimes even when my electronic devices are supposed to be turned to the off position and stowed.
The plane I flew from White Plains to Chicago today had single seats on the port side of the plane, so my window seat was also an aisle seat. About as good as it gets on a little regional jet.
Here’s your meaningless factoid of the day… did you know that American Airlines saves lots of $ a year in lower fuel costs (plane weighs less) because they don’t paint their planes? Now ya know.
Wow, the last day of the month already! March is a beautiful month, here in Austin. Everything pops to life. I’m always sad to see it go.
We had a very busy day today, on monte’s first day of retirement 🙂
We hit the backyard early…mowing and raking and de-thatching and weeding. Tomorrow we will hopefully get fertilizer down to help nurse the lawn along.
At the end of the day, we headed to a friend’s house for dinner. As we were driving down Mopac, a huge, shiny sunset was teasing me with glimpses of it between buildings as we passed. I took about 10 shots, and finally got a good one! Or, at least one without any buildings or cars in it. Not bad for going 65 miles an hour, through the car window.
We are both up in Seattle this weekend to celebrate my mom’s 80th birthday. I flew in last night and we stayed with Patrick and Nga. This morning we went to breakfast in Ballard at the Fisherman’s Terminal. It’s a marina strictly for commercial fishing boats. This is the home of many of the crab boats on the show Deadliest Catch. Below is a shot of the memorial to fisherman lost at sea..
After breakfast we drove around to the peninsula to meet up with my family for the rest of the weekend.