Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.
There is precious little hope to be got out of whatever keeps us industrious, but there is a chance for us whenever we cease work and become stargazers.
Space isn't remote at all. It's only an hour's drive away if your car could go straight upwards.
A tree reaches below the surface to gather strength for stargazing.
Sitting back in the evening, stargazing and stroking your dog, is an infallible remedy.
Stargazing is one of the most profoundly human things one can do. But perhaps we must more frequently tear ourselves away from the mystery and beauty of the starry heavens above, and rather inspect, admire and foster the moral law within.
You can enjoy stargazing just by going out and learning a couple constellations with your kids.
Here's the problem, when you're stargazing on a mountain top you are partially oxygen-deprived and you're in command of million dollars worth of hardware. So as much as I would like to sip wine under the stars, it's contraindicated in the instructions on operating telescopes.
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