Isn't
it amazing that we live in a world where people have gone to the moon?
In my mind, that doesn't seem all that significant. It happened nearly
50 years ago, and we've done so much since then. But think about it.
We've sent humans to another celestial body. It's a pretty amazing
thing.
And it puts our little world into perspective. What
seems so big and durable is really small and fragile. Isn't this world a
beautiful place? I look at the Earth in these photos and I don't try to
pick out my country. I see Earth, as a whole, as my home. It is our
home, floating in the blackness of space.
There's something hauntingly beautiful about
this image. Not just the colors, but the knowledge of what it is.
Knowing that, at the tip of that rocket, are three people getting thrown
upwards and thousands of miles per hour. And not just that, but knowing
that they are going somewhere that we've never been before, and knowing
that they could easily not come back, but going anyway.
Combining photo history and astronomy history:
the eclipse of July 28th, 1851 taken by a Deguerreotype camera (aka the
first photographic process invented).