We might make it. Alycia has one night left, and our next and last observer arrived today (get ready for something different — more to come).
The winds were finally a bit calmer tonight, and seeing was bouncing off 0.5″ for a while — but we still ended up with some clouds after midnight. Nothing too bad, but still a little frustrating.
![yes](/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/blueanim1216.gif)
![are these really clouds?](/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/redanim1216.gif)
![see how easy it is?](/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/2015-12-14-04.59.12.jpg)
![not as wide as I want](/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/2015-12-11-20.26.47.jpg)
![fluffy](/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/IMG_0062.jpg)
Two days ago we had a song about a miracle. Here’s another one of sorts — though Johnny would disagree.
I saw the CDB live at the South Dakota State Fair. This was the encore, during Johnny’s solo the old man thrashed on a golden fiddle for 20 minutes.