#the perseids

[sapphicenstein]

i like the idea of psyche being a descendant of perses (son of perseus). perses was explained to be the ancestor of the persians, who are now known as iranians. this would make her iranian. this is because: psyche’s parents and the kingdom they are from isn’t stated in the golden ass. as a result of that, scholars have speculated on where the origins of that story might come from and one of these areas is iran. i also like the concept of her being a perseid as well.

[of-stars-and-dust]

Astronomy Picture of the Day

2025 August 12

Perseids from Perseus

A starfield is shown above a grassy field with hills on the horizon. The band of our Milky Way Galaxy arches across toward the right. Many streaks appear emanating out from a place on the Milky Way just above the horizon.

Image Credit & Copyright: Marcin Rosadziński

Explanation: Where are all of these meteors coming from? In terms of direction on the sky, the pointed answer is the constellation of Perseus. That is why the meteor shower that peaks tonight is known as the Perseids -- the meteors all appear to come from a radiant toward Perseus. In terms of parent body, though, the sand-sized debris that makes up the Perseids meteors come from Comet Swift-Tuttle. The comet follows a well-defined orbit around our Sun, and the part of the orbit that approaches Earth is superposed in front of Perseus. Therefore, when Earth crosses this orbit, the radiant point of falling debris appears in Perseus. Featured here, a composite image taken over six nights and containing over 100 meteors from 2024 August Perseids meteor shower shows many bright meteors that streaked over the Bieszczady Mountains in Poland. This year's Perseids, usually one of the best meteor showers of the year, will compete with a bright moon that will rise, for many locations, soon after sunset.

Authors & editors: Robert Nemiroff (MTU) & Jerry Bonnell (UMCP)

NASA Official: Amber Straughn

A service of: ASD at NASA / GSFC,

NASA Science Activation

& Michigan Tech. U.

[missaerospaceblog]

Meteor Shower Time: The Perseids

Arguably the most famous meteor shower is about to peak this weekend so get your blankets ready: it is star gazing time. The Perseid shower is so well known because it is a large scale meteor showe…

Are this years Perseids worth checking out? How do you watch one of the biggest showers every year? Check out my blogpost for the answers!!!

[sapphicenstein]

there should be more media exploring the relationships between persomeda and their kids. those two would be amazing parents imo.

[around-in-space]

saw nine meteors tonight during the perseids!!!!

[suzilight]

The Perseids will next peak on the Aug 12-13, 2019 night. On this night, the moon will be 94% full.

American Meteor Society

[colonel-clucker]

i like to think i’m over it. i like to think one day i will have stories that don’t start with your name. i like to tell myself that i wasn’t really in love with you but even on the months i forget to pay my credit card bills i still remember to check your horoscope

Trista Mateer, The Perseids - Honeybee

[fluttering-slips]

The Perseids August 2017

On the plateau of Bosmenditte we watched the sky deepen and the last Pyrenean peaks creeping from the bronze age, the six of us on the grass, two lots of parents, two daughters, assembling chairs and a table, foraging for rotted twists of oak to make a fire, a token of the dying sun. We broke bread on top of the world, poured red wine into mugs, and alternated between the pitter-patter of conversation and listening to the rhythm of clonking bells: a group of cows had gathered by the slope’s edge, watching us with moon eyes, their bodies cream-white. And from a nearby tor a dozen sheep ambled down, approached the cows and stopped like stationary clouds, glowing in the still-darkening sky, our fire the sole flickering of movement. Until a movement on the road between bushes ― a horse galloping, then five more, dark brown and tan, their manes flowing like mantillas ― they halted opposite the cows and sheep, and joined the vigil.

We lay on rugs on spongy moss huddled for warmth, heads on stomachs, our prayers and wishes at the ready. And nothing came. The animals entered dark outlines and constellations marked the bones of giant mythic beasts and beings, Cassiopeia and Ursa Major, Pegasus, Cygnus the Swan. And still we waited, with nerves and hearts as much as eyes, as if we were waiting for new lives to open up miraculously or some spark to jolt us into different ways of thinking. And as we wondered, ‘Will they ever come?’ three of us shouted, the others exclaiming ‘Where? Where?’ ― we pointed to the interstellar spaces and there, a streak of light, a cry of wonder, then a rush of thicker light, its wake fizzing like a rocket’s tail, a smaller star unzipping a patch of dark. And on they came, popping up, as slight as blinks or like torches of white fire drawn across the immensity of space ― as if a veil had fallen and we were watching the stirrings of the universal mind, each cell and synapse and signal in the firmament of its being. Up our wishes flew, and prayers, too, our backs moulded in the mountain top our eyes filling with endlessness.

And in the freckled darkness   the stars looked down on us and on the gathering of silent animals, as if they willed us there, the ones they had been waiting for, ensouling the universe with our thoughts for sick and absent friends and wishes for uncertain futures ― the stars saw the meaning of life ― if only for the time it took to see and lose a prayer in our evaporating trails of love.

JAMES HARPUR