Just not a whole lot of clear sky to go along with it…

So, here we are, smack-dab in the middle of the height of galaxy-spotting season… astronomically-wise speaking… and I have yet to get the first attempt in…
While the weather has been warmer – and by a long shot – the clouds haven’t co-operated at all!

Every time I get to one of my old standby shooting spots, the clouds have, by then, decided just what the weather forecasters can go and do with their “predictions”, and their “gonna be a great night’s”, and their “get outside and enjoy the evening’s”… ad infinitum…

It’s becoming quite frustrating, photographically-wise speaking…

And I know I should be grateful for the ability to stay outside without a propane heater the size of San Bernardino county (which is the largest county in the U.S., by area… (The largest USED to be in Georgia, if memory serves… (but memory just ain’t as interested in the service industry as she used to be… speaking-wise speaking…)))*

*[A prenthetical triplet… With apologies to Mel Allen… “How about that…?”]

And I know I should be grateful to have an activity I’m interested in that doesn’t involve abusing other forms of life… or Republicans… or thermo-nuclear anything…

And I know I should be thankful for the ability to shut out the rest of the world with something that is really hard only on little ol’ moi…

 

But… I mean…

 

C’mon, already…