My learned friend suggested a trip into space at the
Royal Observatory in Greenwich Park.
I was only too glad to tag along as I hadn't been before.
Honestly, it was one of the best things ever.
We sat in ever so slightly reclining airline style seats
in a dark auditorium so that we could look up at the
AV presentation of the night sky above us whilst a
(very funny) Royal Astronomer narrated.
It was mesmerising and poetic and made me:
a) want a telescope and
b) want to read something by Carl Sagan.
Not What I Expected To Post, Or, Saturday Morning at 10:41am
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Had life and the world gone according to plan, today I’d be posting
pictures of another visit to the Post Ranch Inn and its patio of forever.
But. The ho...
4 days ago
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