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![]() Anyone see the Geminids? What was there take on where they were? I live 8 miles outside a moderate size city and saw about 50 from about 11pm to 1am. Really nice bright white ones. bucko |
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![]() "bucko" wrote in message .. . Anyone see the Geminids? What was there take on where they were? I live 8 miles outside a moderate size city and saw about 50 from about 11pm to 1am. Really nice bright white ones. Nope, saw absolutely nothing. Like every recent Meteor Shower this year, the whole of the north of England was covered in CLOUD!!!! Grrrrrr! |
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I watched for about an hour in south Louisiana, USA, and saw only two
meteors. Big disappointment. |
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bucko wrote:
Anyone see the Geminids? What was there take on where they were? I live 8 miles outside a moderate size city and saw about 50 from about 11pm to 1am. Really nice bright white ones. bucko I live about 50 miles north of San Francisco. Much to my disappointment the sky was overcast. I did, however, see 2 meteors while sitting in my hot tub during a brief 15-20 minute window of clearing sky. This was about 2300 Pacific Time. |
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Sigh... As usual: overcast here in Holland... And if the cllouds go away for
once, the meteor shower just plain s-cks (like last year's perseids..). "bucko" schreef in bericht .. . Anyone see the Geminids? What was there take on where they were? I live 8 miles outside a moderate size city and saw about 50 from about 11pm to 1am. Really nice bright white ones. bucko |
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"Sigh... As usual:
Overcast here in Holland... And If the cllouds go away for Once, The meteor shower just plain s-cks (like last year's Perseids..)." ~ John den Haan &/* Twang. Seen Chang, that sly, shy missing Hissing knowing Siamese cat Who wears Ed De Bono's White Evening Top Hat? Justice, you top, I Zen. Wow. Now I bow. How's that make Form? "It's easy to play Any Musical instrument: All You have to do is touch The right key At the right time And the instrument Will Play itself." ~ JS Bach For a long time...[sic] My life had reached A place where Little Surprise gaced my days, Little sign of pleasure ahead, No remarkable adventures lie ahead of me, Or none that I could see. To say I lived in constant pain overstates my un ~ Happiness. To say I travelled with my Constant Companion, Boredom Rings truth closer. Chimes more resonant. And yet, not even Thusly, fully the truth. So I lived With no hope. My malaise. My dreams Were pages in a book, I counted as days Already lived. And so, I found My happiness in books. Or rather, I searched My happiness for books, wandering from page To page, from shelf to shelf, searching, Following a sentence that led onward, offered Me A window, And so it was One evening, long after I'd drawn The blinds, pulled The covers to my chin, locked The doors and retired to the book Atop my bedside night table, That I found A story to my liking ~ From upstairs, you could see the sounds Of the waves, even On this overcast day, hear the tinkling Silver, breathe the fragrant Orange peel, finger the firm rind, taste The sparkling bubbles against textureless Glass, held on the tongue, tickling lips, Opening passages, Imagine the roasted pheasant, With a pleasant curiosity, I ~ "I do not know If it would be possible To experience on a matter of art, an impression At once more singular and disquieting Than that felt By a stranger visiting Haarlem for the first time. He has already left the railway Before he seems to have entered into a sleeping Town. The Kruisstraat opens Before him, a long and absolutely deserted Perspective." ~ Henry Havard From "Banquest of Arquebusiers (Frans Halls)" From "Famous Paintings As Seen And Described by Great Writers" (Dodd, Mead, & Company, 1905) _______ Blog, or dog? Who knows. But if you see my lost pup, please ping me! A HREF="http://journals.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo"http://journal s.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo/A |
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....an impression
At once more singular and disquieting Than that felt By a stranger visiting Haarlem for the first time. He has already left the railway Before he seems to have entered into a sleeping Town. The Kruisstraat opens Before him, a long and absolutely deserted Perspective... Leonarado Hesitates, Stands motionlessly, reluctantly, Nervously, One would say, if one concerned oneself, were To more Accurately surmise his mood, If observing his small body ~ Brace ~ Himself Against a sudden breeze. His Hair, white, Riffles, Touched, Felt By the wind, sparks a chill tracing, Racing rapidly trhough his spine. A whine, one Would overhear, if standing close. But none Stands near. He stiffens his muscles, folds His tail closer to his body, unsure, his resolve, Unclear, unknowing If venturing deeper into This sleeping Town Will lead him closer to his goal. He knows Not, Before a sudden impulse Prompts him to turn, Glancie briefly over his left shoulder, sealing, Enclosing, exposing the image behind him, The last place from Which he has come. Satisfied, For now, His memory, His picture, The train station, fixed his mind, For fear, his knowing, He may, Circle back, If the road ahead ~ The long, Absolutely Deserted perspective ~ Leads him back Again And again To the train station behind him. Satisfied, Or as much as he allows Himself To feel, Such submission, on his journey, has He learned. Leon resolves The memory Behind him, his view of the railway, and turns Now regarding the future, staring Ahead. Leon steels his detemination, fixes his eyes On the long perspective Before him, inhales deeply, Sighs sleepily, Steps forward... _______ Blog, or dog? Who knows. But if you see my lost pup, please ping me! A HREF="http://journals.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo"http://journal s.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo/A |
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