Last Tuesday, I happened to be out in the garden and looked up at the crescent moon, a jetliner trailing a modest contrail was approaching from the east. The jet was heading for the crescent and looked as if it would pass directly in front of it. I considered for a fleeting moment whether or … Continue reading Evening pursuits, pet.
Sitting out in the garden the other night, for the weather was clement, I had a sort of Father Ted moment. The clouds were clearing and in the darkening sky I could see some stars. Being cognisant of the locations of the constellations I reasoned that the lower bright star was Sirius and the slightly … Continue reading Small. Far away.