#the sails

[cryptikexp]

The sailors!!! Pencil drawing, NOT TO SCALE XD dont mind the ourano hes a little funky

[w-armansky-blog]

[therealuniverse]

THE PENCIL NEBULA The Pencil Nebula is also known as NGC 2736 or Herschel's Ray, after the British astronomer who discovered it in 1835, John Herschel. It is a cloud of glowing gas that is part of a huge ring of wreckage left over after a supernova explosion that took place about 11 000 years ago. The nebula is found in the southern constellation of Vela (The Sails), is about 0.75 light years across and is about 800 light years from Earth. It moves through the interstellar medium around 650,000 kilometres per hour. The brightest part of the nebula resembles a pencil, hence its name; the entire structure in this image more resembles a witch’s broom.

The remnant from the Vela supernova is an expanding shell which originated from the supernova explosion. Initially the shock wave would have been moving at millions of kilometres per hour, but its expansion through space meant it ploughed through the gas between the stars, which slowed it down considerably. The Pencil Nebula is the brightest part of this shell. The luminous appearance of the nebula comes from dense gas regions struck by the supernova shock wave. The different colours of the nebula allow astronomers to determine the temperature of the gas. Regions which glow blue are so hot that the emission is dominated by ionised oxygen atoms. Cooler regions glow red, due to hydrogen emission. The image was produced by the Wide Field Imager on the MPG/ESO 2.2-metre telescope at ESO’s La Silla Observatory in Chile. -TEL https://www.eso.org/public/images/eso1236a/ http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2012/09/120912084801.htm

[dusty-traveler]

The Sails

The wind comes up on the ocean, the day is slowly ending far away, the land disappears and gently turns to sea on our splashed faces shines the moon that is coming up our trail will be gone we take off… There we set sails, tonight we’ll dance And count the stars, without worrying about the past With a quiet soul I let myself go - a fragile hour. tinkle tinkle your hair slips between my fingers, the idyll of the past rises the clever moon shows a path following the thread we’ll cut tomorrow it’s so easy hand in hand to believe it again… --Poom

[fitnessterritory]

The sails in the sea by RobertoZanleone

The sails in the sea by RobertoZanleone

A windsurfing and a sailboat in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea