Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven and gazing down on the earth Wandering companionless Among the stars that have a different birth And ever changing, like a joyless eye That finds no object worth its constancy?
-- Percy Bysshe Shelley
The nights are still cold here but the days are warming up. The Trinity site in southern NM opens only twice a year. First chance is next month so I hope to make it and have some pics.