The earliest born person ever photographed

This is just plain interesting.  The first photographs date to the 1820s and 1830s, but there were some very old people alive then, who lived through some really interesting events.  This video covers who some of these people were, and who was born the earliest.

It's twin fuselage airplane day

There must be something in the water or something.  First, Tam posts about the F-82 twin Mustang fighter.  I posted about it quite a while back, but Tam's idea is pretty cool. 

Next up, Mr. Garibaldi posts about a DARPA project for a hybrid ground effect/seaplane heavy lifter that could deliver cargo all the way across the Pacific ocean in a day.  It is also twin fuselage.

Lastly, via a Wikiwander I wan across a twin fuselage variant of the Messerschmitt BF-109.  The Z or "Zwilling" version was an interceptor which would have been armed with five 30mm cannon which would have been a bad day for the Eighth Air Force.  Only one seems to have been built and it was destroyed in an air raid before it could fly.

Pretty strange to find all of this all at the same time.

Pay attention to the Check Engine light

 

Your moment of Zen

The Moose club on Anna Maria Island has a sweet rooftop bar.
 

The greatest sports photo ever taken

48 years ago, Secretariat cleaned up the competition at the Belmont Stakes.

My opinion is that this is the greatest sports photograph of all time, capturing the essence of the race and the magnitude of victory.  Nobody needs to tell you that this was a record setting race (although it is a record that still stands to this day) - a picture is worth a thousand words.

Happy Solstice!

I've been re-posting items from ten years back, and since the Solstice is almost always on June 21, this is a twofer.

Cycles of Time

The mystery of life - birth, growth, death, is almost certainly behind the ancient efforts to precisely know the seasons. They knew when to plant, and when to harvest - they didn't need any help there, and only a professor who never spent a day on a farm could think that.

And so the "ancient observatories" like Stonehenge aren't observatories at all. They're Cathedrals.

Happy Solstice. Grill something with your dad to celebrate. Photo from the always amazing NASA Astronomy Picture Of The Day.

Wow

Stolen from Bob's Facebook feed (sure wish he'd start posting more on his blog, too, hint hint) - Cassini's final picture before it entered Saturn's atmosphere and burned up.

The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.

- John 1:4

Worst. Caturday. Ever.

Perfectly Timed Photos has some good pictures.

Car pr0n

1960 Willy's truck.

Seen at a local auto and cycle show in Frederick, MD.

Creation

A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral.

- Antoine de Saint-Exupery

Via the Astronomy Picture of the Day which has a marvelous explanation about what is going on in the image.

Your moment of Zen

Southport, N.C.  A lovely little town, although the property values are approaching the absurd.

I'm back, too

Finding that the crews I left behind at Camp Borepatch did not complete their assigned tasks, so I'm not (quite) on the market.  Bah.

Oh, well - mustn't grumble.  And I was here over the weekend.

It's a very neat town park in Sidney, Ohio.  Amazingly good town park - maybe the best I've ever seen.  Click to embiggen.

Fish for dinner

Seen on vacation.  The heron was like a statue, then lightening fast.

Huh

Vacation was pretty fun, looking at the pictures.

Who'd a thunk it?

So where's the pot of gold?

I was told that there was would be a pot of gold.

I believe that I shall send a strongly worded letter to the appropriate authorities.

Interlude, with silos

When we moved here to Roswell in 1997, this was the end of civilization.  Now it's deep in the heart of suburbia.

I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms.

- Henry David Thoreau, Walden

Good luck with that here in the ATL ...

JP visited Camp Borepatch ...

... and all he got was a bunch of pictures.

Impressions of Spring

Seen in high places.

 

Seen in low places.

 

Of course, all this comes at a cost.

Yes, that's pollen collected in the cracks of the sidewalk.

They say that the Young 'Un is coming home from the hospital today

We'll see.

It's been interesting in that the drive to the hospital takes me right by here:

B-29 at the entrance to Dobbins AFB.  The drive also took me past Mulligan's, Marietta's biker bar.  The late owner had some rather, err, firmly held positions.  Looks like the folks there are carrying that on.

Inside there's the expected taxidermy besplendent decor.  They've added a political touch.  My kind of place.

Busy now.  Hope for "all present" at tomorrow's assembly.

Roll me away to a small town

Fooling around with the camera.