Al-most the-ereNovember 15, 2009
Well, I did get out of bed this morning and catch the very, very old crescent moon. It was just a white sliver hanging in the sky below Venus, like the very edge of a cosmic thumbnail.
One more to go: the waxing crescent moon within 40 hours of new. Tomorrow night will be too soon, and Wednesday night will be too late, so if I’m going to finish the Lunar Club this month, Tuesday is my only hope. If there are clouds to the west, or if the vast stew of atmospheric sludge over LA is too dense, I’ll be thwarted.
Fingers firmly crossed.