Geometries

Some really formidable scaffolding on Fifth Avenue.

So much universe, and so little time

RIP, Terry Pratchett.

Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving. – A Hat Full of Sky (2004)

Wifi issues at home so photo posting is temporarily on hold.

Astronomy Tuesday

Because we can always use more nebulae -- the Flying Lizard nebula.

Image Credit and Copyright: Don Goldman

Sunday bird blogging

If this cardinal had just scooted over a couple of inches to his right, he would have been in the patch of sun and this would be a better picture. But of course he wouldn't.

And yes, I do think he's laughing at me.

Saturday reflections

A stone wall reflects the crazy shadows a sunny morning makes of the fire escapes across the street.

Urban poetry

I've always loved the scallop shape the snow on the fire escape makes as it melts -- it's like the ornate trim on a gingerbread house.

No scallops today, alas, just big fat bricks of still more snow, after yet another day of steady, if not enthusiastic, accumulation.

Astronomy Tuesday

Here's another look at Comet Lovejoy, still in the neighborhood and displaying an impressive, if crooked, tail.

Image Credit and Copyright: Rolando Ligustri (CARA Project, CAST)

Welcome to the working week

Believe me, we all know exactly how you feel.

And why we should trust the goldfinches

After the tease of sunlight yesterday, yet another snowy weekend after all.

Bonus bird blogging

The groundhogs disagreed on the forecast, but if we go by the goldfinches -- who, as of yesterday, were not all that gold -- winter isn't quite over yet.

But look at those bright patches around the eyes. Spring is coming.

Sunday bird blogging

This house sparrow doesn't appear to have been overly deprived of sustenance this winter -- they mostly ignore the feeders, preferring to forage on the ground -- but since spring means courtship and mating, they will enjoy a change of season as well.

Happy First Day of March!

We made it! This was the coldest February in New York in 81 years, and set a new record for the coldest temperature -- 15 degrees below zero -- ever recorded here. Though even bitterly cold weather isn't much more than an inconvenience in the big bad city, I think I can speak for my fellow 8 million New Yorkers when I say, We are so over winter.

Here's the lake in the park yesterday -- not just frozen, but frozen solid enough for someone to venture out and stamp a no doubt ironic happy face in the snow.