As we were driving home last night, every street corner on the way up the hill had people on it, looking out towards comet McNaught. I had visions of “Day of the Triffids”, everyone going out to watch the celestial fireworks, only to wake up blind in the morning to then get subsequently eaten by triffids.
The comet was quite visible, although not for long as it slipped below the horizon. Others photos here. Harbinger of change (or is that doom?) I sort of think of them as timepieces. Where were we when it was last here? Who will still be here when it comes back? What might have boiled off it to eventually wind up in our atmosphere on the way past?
