The Tucson skies have been gorgeous. Yesterday morning, I saw Venus and Pluto, riding high in the Southern sky. Or rather I saw Venus (upper right, white dot) and simply knew about Pluto.
How did I know? The magic of the Star Walk App on my phone. It tells me everything, it shows me what I cannot see with my human eyes.
I waved at Pluto, and of course at our adorable little robot on the way. I like knowing in general where the other planets are; there is something about the big picture that helps me orient myself.
It’s like having mirrors. I have a lot of mirrors (especially compared to some) but not because I’m particularly vain. They help me remember my location, my character and my mission.
If I don’t see my reflection in a mirror, I will gradually forget myself as an individual… this would be good if I were the Buddha but not so useful if I need to remember my responsibilities. I could modify the classic Dali quote to read, “Every morning when I awake I need to be reminded that I am Kate McKinnon.”
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This is a bottle I bought from Beau Barrett, at the Best Bead Show. Beau and his wife named their son Atom. I would have made a big deal of this at the time, but I thought they said “Adam”, so I just said, “Hi, Adam”, and that was that.
Naturally I regret not naming any of my children Atom.
I’ve been haunting the southern honeysuckle, the one beyond the wall that Orangelina lurks in, but I haven’t seen her yet. I told her a knock-knock joke this afternoon, assuming that she could hear me as she dozed under the little foot-bridge, or wherever she is.
“Orange you glad it’s Spring?”
But she did not emerge, blinking. She’s the last one to rise each day anyway, so I’m not sure why I expect her to be the first lizard out of the gate in February.
A previous sighting; Orangelina enjoys lurking beneath the foot-bridge to the outdoor shower.