As long as we're breathing, we won't be leaving

[sovay]

For months I have been looking forward to the four-hundred-year great conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn, but the sky is as mottled with cloud as blue agate and looks unlikely to clear by evening. I am reminding myself that the planets dance whether I can see them changing partners or not, the sun returns whether it is a bright short day or a grey one, without my observation stars go nova and are born. Happy solstice! Whether it is the beginning of a new age or the last of an old year, let's keep being here to witness the light.

Comments

[ashlyme]

Bah - I was hoping you at least would get to see it. Happy Solstice to you!

[sovay]

Bah - I was hoping you at least would get to see it. Happy Solstice to you!

We think we might have—the sky cleared in patches around sunset and just after dusk, we spotted some planets from our back deck, including one that was unusually bright and the wrong location or color to be Venus or Mars. The clouds have rolled in since, but we are thinking we might have caught the conjunction after all. I would have thought it was Jupiter by itself otherwise.

[ashlyme]

Yesss!

[sovay]

Yesss!

It made us very happy.

[nineweaving]

What luck!

Almost certainly, it was Jupiter. I caught a window in the cloud, and Saturn was essentially hidden.

Nine

[sovay]

Almost certainly, it was Jupiter. I caught a window in the cloud, and Saturn was essentially hidden.

I am so glad the clouds obliged for you, too.