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NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

This close-up from the Mars Reconnaissance Orbiter's HiRISE camera shows weathered craters and windblown deposits in southern Acidalia Planitia. A striking shade of blue in standard HiRISE image colors, to the human eye the area would probably look grey or a little reddish. But human eyes have not gazed across this terrain, unless you count the eyes of NASA astronauts in the scifi novel The Martian by Andy Weir. The novel chronicles the adventures of Mark Watney, an astronaut stranded at the fictional Mars mission Ares 3 landing site corresponding to the coordinates of this cropped HiRISE frame. For scale Watney's 6-meter-diameter habitat at the site would be about 1/10th the diameter of the large crater. Of course, the Ares 3 landing coordinates are only about 800 kilometers north of the (real life) Carl Sagan Memorial Station, the 1997 Pathfinder landing site.

Time for me to make a trip to the Oregon Coast

6 years ago, Twas written.

I wrote this around, 1978. I haven't yet succumbed to the degradation of alcohol,
although, I may be on edge of insanity.

Let me write about,
when yesterday, was today
and tomorrow is now.
Let's begin, in this way.

When today is over,
and tomorrow begins,
is it the time to inspect?
Counting all of our Sins?

As humans, we error,
in our many ways,
sometimes frequently,
if it pays.

A good thing?
Probably not,
you can be certain,
it may be all we've got.

For all to see.
For all to view.
A tribute to all,
except a small few.

Outward flowed,
the sands of time,
when faded memories,
became sublime.

A mass of love,
becoming lost.
All those memories gone.
What was the cost?

Tranquil the night,
Busy the day.
Why do life's problems,
not go away?

Away from this time
when are bodies break,
our moral compass, bent,
and our souls are weak.