I know it's cliché, but the stars were brilliant jewels against a field of black velvet. Betelgeuse was a brilliant red. Canis Major was such a bright blueish white I couldn't look directly at it. To the North, Ursa Major dominated the sky, and I could even see Mizar without any effort. | Continue »

This is crying out for a caption. I'll choose my favorite, and send something neat to whoever writes it. Submissions open throughout the weekend. | Continue »