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Time for Saturn’s rings to get their close-up

In case you missed it, NASA this week released an amazing crop of close-up photos of Saturn’s icy rings. The photos come courtesy of the Cassini mission, which was launched in 1997 as a joint project between NASA, the European Space Agency, and the Italian Space Agency. Cassini reached Saturn in 2004, and has been sending back a rich stream of photos and data about the beringed planet ever since.

“How do astronauts brush their teeth in space?”

Astronauts living on the International Space Station still have to brush their teeth every day, preferably twice a day. There’s no “out in space” exemption for dental hygiene. But how do you get the toothbrush wet in zero gravity? Where do you spit without a sink? Why doesn’t all that mess end up in your hair? How do astronauts brush their teeth in space?

What’s The Eight-Year-Old reading this week?

Our mostly-weekly survey of the tidbits that cross The Eight-Year-Old’s desk. This week, The Eight-Year-Old boards Howl’s Moving Castle, travels by airship in The Journals of Thaddeaus Shockpocket, and provides friendly encouragement to Kenneth Graham’s Reluctant Dragon.  

What’s The Eight-Year-Old reading this week?

Our semi-weekly survey of the tidbits that cross the 8YO’s desk. This week, The Eight-Year-Old reads Toby Alone and Toby and the Secrets of the Tree by Toby Alone by by Timothee de Fombelle, and reads the next book in Lucy and Stephen Hawking’s middle grade science fiction series, George’s Cosmic Treasure Hunt.

Two waterbirds at night in front of an enormous full moon

“Why do they call it a blue moon?”

Thanks to her on-again, off-again obsession with space, The Eight-Year-Old already knew that the modern definition of a blue moon is simply the second full moon in a given calendar month. But what she didn’t know is where the term “blue moon” came from. “Why do they call it a blue moon, Mommyo?”

Wordless Wednesday: Mars

I’ve been entrenched in the cluttering stage of decluttering for what seems like weeks now, which gives me an added appreciation for the minimalist Martian landscape.…