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

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Oh, wonderful! I am so happy you did. We think we might have glimpsed it briefly tonight after all.
(Since we haven't had any clouds for months and months, that was never an issue--I assumed I wouldn't see it because of light pollution.)
I am glad the great conjunction shone through.