http://www.ciclops.org/?js=1Captain's Log
September 21, 2009
It is a drama as ancient as the sun, as unflinching as time ... a never-ending whirl of celestial movements, scripted and precise, in a silent show of cosmic force, played out in light and shadow. It is a drama called equinox.
The scene opens on regal Saturn, resplendently wreathed in a vast garland of icy rubble perpetually in motion, arrayed in rings, and slicing knife-like across the sky directly above the planet's equator.
Here, the distant sun shines only weakly on the brightest of summer days. And now, in late northern winter, we find its faint star-like glow hanging low over the rings, its light spread thin and dim on this broad icy plane. The planet itself is hurling through space, but so far from the sun its swift and fearsome motion can bring only gradual changes in the sun's position aloft.