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Almost Full

This image of the “Almost Full” Hunter Moon was taken on October 26th in my driveway in Waterloo, Ontario. It was captured using the Celestron AZ102 Refractor Telescope and my Pixel 7 Pro’s rear camera. The telescope is Celestron’s next to bottom offering that I purchased on sale at Costco. There are much better telescopes out there but this one is more than adequate for the kids to see the moon and planet although the planets are quite small, and at that size there is a lot of natural earth shake transferred to the unit, but they are visible.

Image was captured on October 26th in Waterloo, Ontario
Equipment: Celestron AZ 102 Refractor Telescope and Google Pixel 7 Pro (Rear Camera)
Camera Settings: 6.81mm | 1/138 sec. at ƒ/1.9 | ISO200.
Additional processing including starfield rendering via Adobe Lightroom/Photoshop.

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Solstice

Spring, summer, winter, fall, rainy or dry, the seasons are born of a celestial love story.

Theia, travelling cold and alone through Sol’s domain. Oblivious to a fate inexorably tied to the maiden planet set within its path. Drawn towards the fiery sphere’s beauty, racing towards the edge of her influence not realizing he had moved beyond the point of no return. Her gravity pulling him deeper into her well, towards a climax that will devour him and knock her off kilter.

The impact tilted her axis and gave rise to Earth’s seasons. The debris from their joining spilled into the night sky. The seeds of a new life filled the space around her. Coalescing over millennia to birth a child from nothing more than a chance meeting. Their child, forever in lockstep with its mother, gentling shaping and reshaping her shorelines as it circles her.

Theia may no longer roam through Sol’s domain but his legacy lives on in the night sky. Its DNA is embedded in the Earth and the Moon, marking the months as Earth continues her journey around the Sun.

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Penal Colony 99

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Penal Colony 99

Trapped inside this pressurized pod, small and insignificant against an endless regolith ocean.

There was a time in history when the unsavory were banished. Prisoners to an island, yet free to start again.

There are two states of existence on the ‘dark’ side. The ghostly gray of day and the almost black on black of night. This is my Australia. No new beginnings, only reflections on the coming end. Still, every rotation I sip on weak replicated tea watching the light creep across an unchanging moonscape until it falls off a distant horizon and I drift into darkness again.

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