I took a couple pictures of the Milky Way tonight, as is my wont, and decided to present you with how it looked coming fresh out of my camera, and how it looks once I’ve cleaned it up. Enjoy!
I made a timelapse video of the clouds while we were at the farm last weekend. It’s about an hour, with photos snapped every 10 seconds.
And since it turned out so well, I did another one yesterday, out my upstairs window. Longer this time—there are about 4½ hours of clouds in this one.
As beautiful, haunting, funny, and brutal as the original novel. The art is amazing, and complements the story perfectly.My review on Goodreads
I first encountered Kurt Vonnegut, Jr., when my roommate in first-year university was reading Galápagos in an English course. I read the novel and decided it was garbage¹. It just kind of… ended. I didn’t see the point. Vonnegut, I decided, was overrated.
Years later, I decided to give Vonnegut another try, and I read what is, in my mind, his most famous novel: Slaughterhouse-Five. Maybe it’s because I was older, maybe it’s because it was a straight-up antiwar SF novel, maybe it was because I knew better what to expect, but I loved it. I went on to read several other Vonnegut novels (Cat’s Cradle, Breakfast of Champions, Timequake), and I’ve loved each one. Vonnegut’s novels are different, I think, because they don’t generally have a villain. They’re just… the way things are.
So it goes.
And then I heard that Ryan North, of Dinosaur Comics, was involved in a graphic novel retelling of Slaughterhouse-Five, and I knew I had to have it. So I pre-ordered it from McNally Robinson, and it arrived last week.
It’s great. The two-page spreads of Dresden are, respectively, beautiful and horrifying. The story flows like a Vonnegut novel, and the art complements the story so, so well.
Highly recommended for fans of Vonnegut’s novels, graphic novels, or anti-war stories.
¹ When Kurt died and went to Heaven², I re-read Galápagos, and this time I thought it was great.
² At a memorial service for Isaac Asimov, an atheist, Vonnegut—also an atheist—said, “Isaac’s up in Heaven now,” because it was the funniest thing he could think of to say. So it goes. So it goes.
Space Weather predicted Arctic auroras (originally the storm was predicted to be stronger, but got downgraded). Sometimes that turns out, so since it was clear last night, I headed out of town for about an hour.
When I initially set up, there was nothing really happening, aurora-wise, but I decided to shoot for a while anyways. If nothing else, I’d have a half-hour star trails image. The moon was full, so I’d have a nice bright foreground, too.Continue reading “Autumn Aurora”
I made a short video. Enjoy! (Nerds: There are a bunch of details below.)Continue reading “Star Trails 2020 (so far)”
Those who know me know that I much prefer spring and summer to fall. I love the new growth of spring, and I would much rather wear shorts and T‑shirts than long johns and parkas. Autumn’s beginning brings with it the threat of inevitable winter, and it makes me somewhat melancholy.
But I will grudgingly admit that early autumn, before the cold sets in to stay, has its own charms.Continue reading “All right, autumn can be pretty”
Series: Bike Ride PhotosThe entire series: Down by the river; Bike ride birds; The ex-garden and the weir; Snapshots of a ride; Across Town; Blackbird; North Hill campus; Lilacs and country roads; A pop of colour; Back lane flowers; More Brenizers; The river is high; A bird and a reflection; Rideau Park; Writing Retreat 2020, Day 7; Writing Retreat 2020: The Numbers; Storm damage, sunflowers; Eleanor Kidd gardens; Scenes from today’s ride; All right, autumn can be pretty.
I went out to Image Hill again, but this time I had a posse. My brother-in-law Cy and all three nieces at the farm decided to come with me. It was another dark, clear night, with a breeze verging on a wind.
I did about a 45-minute star trail shot (above) while they all lay on the ground and gazed at the stars. I also got a shot of the girls checking out the Milky Way.
And one of just the Milky Way, for balance.
And a single frame from the star trail composite, with the trail from a meteor in the lower left, and the Big Dipper next to the tree.
Last night Kathleen suggested I check out Image Hill for some astrophotography. Since it was only five minutes’ drive from the farm, I checked it out.
I got about 25 minutes’ worth of star trails (I set my timer for 30 minutes but my camera battery had other ideas).Continue reading “Image Hill; fog”
We got to the farm last night in the dark, and the skies were clear and starry. So, after visiting for a bit, I took my camera and tripod out in the lane.
We got a call on Thursday evening, late; later than Kathleen’s mom Mary usually calls.
My father-in-law, Ron, died suddenly on Thursday. He’d gone out to clear some broken branches out of the brush, and he didn’t come back in. Mary found him by the tractor.
We spent the weekend out at the farm. On Sunday, I went out in the yard and on the road, and took a few photos, as is my way.
As Kathleen said—and I agree 100%—at least he died doing what he loved: being mad at a tree.