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There's a Whole Galaxy Out There

I'm sure I'm not the only one to notice the two bright spots in the night sky the last few weeks.  To be honest, I had no idea what these were until I googled them!  Imagine my surprise when I found out I was looking right at the dazzling planets of Jupiter and Venus.  Upon further research, I discovered that these two planets won't shine this brightly again until 2032.  Aren't I lucky to have actually taken the time to look up?!

To be honest, I rarely look at the night's sky,  but when I do, I'm often left in awe.  As a former ancient world history teacher, I'm reminded of our ancestors who spent every evening studying, learning from and memorizing the night's sky.  After all, it was their only entertainment once the sun set.  We are far removed from those ancient times, but I do wish that that was something we (I) took the time to connect with.

Just like the rest of society, I find myself all too reliant on screens, so when I  notice the night's sky or the sunrise of a beautiful morning, or the budding daffodils on the roadside, I'm reminded how important it is to put everything else down and just absorb the environment around me.

About a week ago, my sister taught me how to use my phone to take a picture of the night's sky.  I'm not a talented photographer, so for me, this photo is gem, because it's a reminder to set everything else aside to take a look up and out.  There's a whole galaxy out there, and I don't want to miss a second of it.



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  1. You are lucky to live where you can see the night sky without light pollution. I live in a city, so it's almost impossible for me to see what you can. And that sky is full of awe. I'm glad you're learning how to take night-time photos with your phone.

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