Chubby, brunette Eunice Kinnison sat in a rocker, reading the Sunday papers and listening to the radio. Her husband Ralph lay sprawled upon the davenport, smoking a cigarette and reading the current issue of EXTRAORDINARY STORIES against an unheard background of music. Mentally, he was far from Tellus, flitting in his super-dreadnaught through parsec after parsec of vacuous space. E.E. "Doc" Smith, Triplanetary, Chapter 5: "1941"
That is really gorgeous. Love the music chosen to go with it. Thanks for sharing.
The cynical side of me has a hard time believing that it isn't time lapse. Would the moon whip across the sky in a matter of hours if it was rising at that rate? I am wondering too if there isn't some natural or staged forced perspective going on here...does the moon ever really look *that* close to Earth?
So there, I just showed both my scientific ignorance and my photography ignorance all in one comment. :)
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That is really gorgeous. Love the music chosen to go with it. Thanks for sharing.
The cynical side of me has a hard time believing that it isn't time lapse. Would the moon whip across the sky in a matter of hours if it was rising at that rate? I am wondering too if there isn't some natural or staged forced perspective going on here...does the moon ever really look *that* close to Earth?
So there, I just showed both my scientific ignorance and my photography ignorance all in one comment. :)
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