Amy Rose at Heaven On Earth commented: “So it seems you are becoming one who is hooked on astronomy.” I answered: “I’m always photographing the sky these days. That’s one of the most interesting things in my limited travels…” Since we moved out of downtown that was a longer commute and there were always photo opportunities, and since we presented papers at conferences remotely because of covid restrictions, almost all of my photography is from our property, the bosque, and the river. That includes a lot of sky photos day and night. Fortunately, we have interesting skies that are rarely the same, and the moon, planets, and stars are always changing positions and providing interesting challenges.
Dawn
The moon and Jupiter with close together this morning.
Prickly Pear
Oxymorons: Spunk being sweet. The pTerodactyl stared me down on the levee.
The moon on the left was taken with my iPhone through a telescope* at 11:00 pm last night. The moon on the right was taken with the Bazooka at 6:00 am this morning. Click on the photos to see the details.
An attempt to get Jupiter and its moons through a telescope with the iPhone*. It came out nicely abstract.
On the left are Jupiter and its moons taken at 11:30 pm last night. On the right are Jupiter and its moons taken at 6:00 am this morning. Both photos were taken with the Bazooka.
Jupiter taken with the Bazooka at 11:30 pm last night. You can almost see the patterns in Jupiter’s clouds.
Jupiter and the moon at 6:00 am this morning.
Saturn is at its peak opposition to the sun tonight. However, a storm rolled in, and the sky is overcast, so I am going to have to strike photographing Saturn tonight.
*I held my iPhone lenses to the eyepiece on the telescope. It’s difficult to align the correct lens and get a really good photo with three lenses on the iPhone. The moon came out pretty well. Jupiter was another matter.
Rio Grande high* Brontosaurus in the clouds Redish mountains sigh
*I don’t write Haiku. I prefer “in the style of Haiku” or 575 or “Spunku” or “Timku” as some people have suggested because, in my personal opinion, since English is not a monosyllabic language, it creates issues for Haiku. The above poem is a good example: most English speakers pronounce “Grande” as “Grand” (one syllable) so the first line only has four syllables when “Grande” is pronounced as “Grand”. Therefore, an “is” would be needed as in “Rio Grande is high” to have five syllables in the first line. However, in Spanish “Grande” is pronounced “Grandae” making it two syllables. The first line has five syllables if “Grande” is pronounced as it is in Spanish (that’s how I pronounce it). Grande would have two syllables pronounced in Old English, also.
If the first line were “Rio Grande is high” (five syllables by the standard English pronunciation, six syllables in Spanish) the line is more descriptive of the water level in the Rio Grande when the photo was taken. However, by leaving out the verb in the first line, more ambiguity is introduced in the first line.
Three-thirty AM You know where Jupiter is Shining through the clouds
Got lighting? There was six beaver in the river at Beaver Point tonight.
Jupiter’s moons were in a formation I had not seen before. When I looked at the image on my camera’s screen at 5:00 am I thought I was moving the camera and getting a double image of the moons, but since Jupiter is round, the moons were really sitting side by side.
What looked like moss in the shallow water running at the bottom of the irrigation ditch turned out to look like tiny eggs, but I have no idea what laid them if they are eggs. It looks like thousands upon thousands of eggs and it’s hard to imagine what could lay so many eggs.
A closer view of what looks like eggs on the bottom of the ditch.
Sliver moon through the slats in the miniblinds
The clouds cleared after sunset and we were able to see the sliver moon through the window in Beaker’s and Søren’s room.
The moon through the window.
The Rio Grande was still running higher this afternoon from the rains up north.
NE view of the Rio Grande on Wednesday evening. NE view of the Rio Grande this morning.
SE view of the Rio Grande on Wednesday evening. SE view of the Rio Grande this morning.
A beaver up and out at dawn.
Bunning through the fence.
Shots of the Bunny
pTerodactyl at dawn.
Spunk is a Cat Tree hugger.
We got a really violent thunderstorm this afternoon. The wind was strong, driving the rain sideways, and the visibility was low. The weather station recorded the event as producing 0.95 inches of rain. The wind-driven rain got almost everything on the deck wet.
The clouds right after the thunderstorm. Views looking east and west.
The clouds at 7:30 pm. Views looking east and west.
8:11 pm (official sunset). Views looking east and west.
Venus and the moon rising through the clouds at dawn.
Venus
We did not get rain last night, but there were flash flood warnings for Sandoval County. Obviously, there was a significant amount of rain and flash flooding to the north of us as the Rio Grande’s water level rose about 3 feet last night. It was receding this evening when I was out at the river.
The Rio Grande looking north from Beaver Point last night and tonight.
The Rio Grande looking south from Beaver Point last night and tonight.
The red strip of mud between the light-colored bank and the water is how high the river rose and then fell from last night to tonight. About 3 feet.
Speaking of Beaver Point, a beaver swam by, crawled out of the water, went up onto the bank and disappeared into the willows.
The Black-crowned Night-heron was out hunting on the river to the north of Beaver Point. It looks like it got a fish.
Clouds reaching out this afternoon. No rain on us.
Heavy Metal song about the drought. The lyrics are at the end of the post.
In my last post I responded to comments about the Rio Grande running low that in the 60s, 70s into the early 80s, the Rio Grande would dry up in the summer months. The current headlines read “Rio Grande runs dry in Albuquerque for the first time in 40 years“. The water is running low, but it is still running through Corrales. Other people have asked when will the drought end? Based on historical trends, I’m guessing we will be under drought conditions for another seven years or longer. I put together the page below that shows historic trends in annual precipitation and the Palmer Drought Severity Index. Note the Storage levels in Elephant but follow the drought index. There was a very severe drought in the 1950s. We might reach that level of severity over the next several years. While the current conditions are alarming, they are not unprecedented. Another article you might be interested in is “5 droughts that changed human history” on the World Economic Forum website.
Climate is always changing, and those changes in warming and cooling and flooding and drought run in various cycles from a few years to thousands of years to tens of thousands of years. I remember a person mentioning to me that the goal of the current fight against climate change was to get the earth to have a constant temperature of 70º F (21º C). All I had to say is that if the climate warriors who apparently believe they have God-like powers actually reach that goal, the earth will be dead. I don’t know how common the idea that the war on climate change is to stop the climate from changing in an attempt to establish a constant temperature, but just that fact that someone actually believed it I found quite frightening.
On the Rio Grande this afternoon looking north from Beaver Point.
On the Rio Grande this afternoon look south from Beaver Point.
Stormclouds all around
The Drought By Timothy Price
Where did all the water go? Where did all the water go? Where did all the water go?
Scorched earth cracked white clay Fried in dryness, woe Drought sucks life’s blood away Where did all the water go?
Where did all the water go? Where did all the water go? Where did all the water go?
Thirsty plants bow their heads Pray for rain, the watershed Parched seeds cry die of thirst How have we earned this curse?
Sun shines happiness We frolic in deceptive rays Encourages us to foolish ways Water’s precious, so we say But we waste it anyway In denial as it dwindles Less and less from day to day to day
Where did all the water go? Where did all the water go? Where did all the water go?
Where once water flowed clear and cold Green slime clings to mud The water’s foul, so the waterfowl Fly off in search of some
Where did all the water go? Where did all the water go? Where did all the water go?
Low flow with Sandias in the background. The river normally flows at the top of the bank I’m standing on. The bank is about four feet higher than the water right now.
A rare view looking north from the middle of the Rio Grande. The river is low enough that I walked around the corner in the top left of the above photo. Normally, the only way to get this view would be from a floatation device or to swim out to the middle of the river because the water is normally from bank to bank at this point.
Sunset last night.
Spunk Rock!
Stormclouds building up threatening to rain. I hope it’s more than just a threat.
Off Center & Not Even 