the moon

Every night when the sun went down in the town where we lived
The empty streets were lit up by reflected light from a distant sun
Bouncing off a glowing ball of rock and we just laid on the roof
And watched the moon, the moon, the blue light of the moon
We didn't talk and silently we both felt powerful
And, like the moon, my chest was full because we both knew
We're just floating in space over molten rock
And we felt safe and we discovered that our skin is soft
There's nothing left except certain death
And that was comforting at night out under the moon

the object of the mission

Julius Grimm's 1888 painting of the moon:

The painting shows the moon as it can never be seen in reality: fully lit across the entire surface at once. The painting’s highly textured surface faithfully represents the actual landscape of the moon, which Grimm determined with precision by examining the shadows cast during the various lunar phases. When lighted from the direction Grimm indicated with a painted arrow, the ridges of paint cast shadows that create the photorealistic effect of the painting.

Via but does it float.

40 years ago today

July 20, 1969: Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin became the first humans to walk on the Moon.

Photo of Buzz Aldrin from NASA. You can see restored footage of the moon walk here.

lift off

Today's the 40th anniversary of the Apollo 11 launch, the first manned mission to the moon.

Photo from NASA.

this weekend

Follow the sun.

Alternatively:

There's also this, but I am dubious.

Photo by Neil Krug.