There is a moss-covered log I love to visit when hiking one of the higher altitude trails in a nearby national park. It is within 30 feet of the heavily-used trail and the area is open around it, with trees but no underbrush. Each time I visit the tree, I sit on it, still my …
I laid on the porch, gazing into the clear sky, as Orion slowly moved across the sky. In another area of the immenseness of space, my little smart telescope took 10 second exposures for 1 ½ hours of a small section of Ursa Major known as M 81 or Bode’s Galaxy. The stars seemed to …
Cloudy conditions were present when I went to bed, but my Atmospheric app insisted that by the time the lunar eclipse started, the sky would be clear. With complete trust, I set the alarm on my iPhone for 1.15am. When said alarm gently awakened me, there was some grumbling perhaps akin to that of a …
I was sitting under a blanket of stars last night. The milder winter temperature made it pleasant. The waxing crescent moon wasn’t too bright, so I could observe stars, and the moon gave enough light to see the gray shadows of rocks and trees. Since playing with a smart telescope begin in December, I’ve learned …
With a recent intention to stop and ‘listen’ to trees while hiking, I keep feeling the trees ask me to slow down and stay a while. Every time I do this, the question arises—Why are humans in such a hurry? Whether it’s originating in my consciousness or I’m feeling the tree asking I don’t know, and …