Itโs February. First day, to be exact. And itโs cold. And I know it because Iโm sitting on the porch. People say itโs warmer than it should be for this time of year, but when youโre on a frozen porch, โwarmer than it shouldโ doesnโt mean much, really. And when the wind greets you with…
(The story of the Solar dysfunctional family story) Before the Solar System settled into its quiet clockwork, the outer regions were a ballroom of drifting giants. Uranus spun with a modest, elegant tilt โ a tilt it believed was just enough personality to stand out among its siblings. Neptune danced nearby, Jupiter brooded with mass,…
