
Dusk is falling. We’re passing through that time of the year when daylight lasts the longest.
Did you learn about the movement of the planets from a mechanical model of spheres held out on wire supports? For me, it was one of those moments when the lining up of an earthly experience to a representative explanation generated a tingle of delight. The flashlight beamed its light across the spheres so one could see the crescent moon ebb and flow.
And from then on one just wants to know more, and more.
“Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck,
Shakespeare, Sonnet 14
And yet methinks I have astronomy.
But not to tell of good or evil luck,
Of plagues, of dearths, or season’s quality;
Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell,
Or say with princes if it shall go well.”