Every summer, debris from the Swift-Tuttle comet enters the Earth’s atmosphere and burns up, producing the Perseid meteor shower. Eager to see some shooting stars (which are not stars at all), Amy and I headed out to Dugald and the relatively clear air on the farm. We braved the mosquitoes until the wee hours, saw several meteors (peak activity is usually just before dawn, but we had things to accomplish the following day and didn’t stay up that late) and failed to capture any of them on camera (mostly due to very long image processing times for long exposures). In the picture to your left, you may be able to make out the constellations Cassiopeia in the top right, and Perseus just below it. The cookies pictured below are unrelated to meteor showers, and were baked to send to Amy’s grandparents. For those unfamiliar with imperial cookies, they consist of two sugar cookies stuck together with raspberry jam, iced with almond-flavoured icing and finished with a piece of glace cherry (very similar to Bakewell tarts, fr British readers).
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