Transit of Venus


Wayback on June 5, 2012, I observed the last to occur transit of Venus, an astronomical event where Venus passes between the Earth and the Sun. It happened on a Tuesday, but not until after five, so I was already home from work. I had time to setup a telescope on the sidewalk and project the above image onto a piece of paper. Holding the paper in one hand, I snapped the photo with my other. Due of the planetary geometry this event was much easier to see than a total eclipse of the Moon. Because to the relative tilts of the orbits of Earth and Venus, these events occur in pairs, eight years apart, about once a century. Sometime later, we attended a U-City quilt show, where the pictured quilt was on display. It more dynamically captures this event than I was able to. 

Wyatt’s Twilight Forest Nursery


Yesterday, Maren and Anne hung Wyatt’s new quilt together. While pregnant with him, Maren chose the theme Twilight Forest for his nursery. She applied the pictured birch tree decals on the bedroom wall. Independently, Anne quilted the also pictured birch tree wall quilt. Serendipity. They go very well together.

Also yesterday, Anne and I flew home. It was a full three-hour nonstop flight. Before takeoff, we each independently had a cup of New England clam chowder from Legal Seafood. First me and then Anne, who forgot to pay. The server later tracked her down, while she was sitting at the gate and charged her for her soup, but not for skipping out without paying. Making not too many legal difficulties.

Atomic Gold-Eye Needles


I feel like I have become lost in time. I know that I had already become lost in space. This summer has been different. It has unfolded in a pell-mell unplanned sort of way, where I am left to react to what is happening in the world, without any control over its outcome. I have lived like a vagabond for months, seldom at home, not knowing where I will be next. Now this footloose lifestyle has unhinged my sense of balance. I feel dizzy, like I am on a merry-go-round that is spinning too fast. My flow is no longer in harmony with my surroundings, no matter how things are arranged, but of late my life has become so much more interesting, exciting and blog-worthy, like a ride I do not want to get off.

Well, that is more than enough navel gazing for one post, on with the blog! Today, is international lefthander’s day. Like my father before me, I am lefthanded and one of only 10% of the world’s population. I have always felt rather special. I say right-on! And don’t at all feel left-off. Oh, there are those self-righteous people who choose to look down upon my kind. Labeling us sinister and evil, like my nuns in school did. But I find their attitude so archaic, backward and medieval and not at all modern, like I am. There are many famous people who share this attribute. Actors Scarlett Johansson and Tom Cruise are two. Two center-left presidents, Barack Obama and Bill Clinton are also lefthanded. Finally, the two surviving members of the Beatles, Paul McCartney and Ringo Starr are both lefthanded, I want to hold your [left] hand!