Missed Conjunction

The evening of August 27, 2016, was scheduled to feature the conjunction of the planets Venus and Jupiter shortly after sunset, a marvellous mere ½ degree apart, the same as the apparent diameter of the Moon, which is pretty darn close in a big, big sky. That’s a must-see in my book! As a last minute decision I went for the best nearby vantage point I could think of, which was the west side of Slottsfjellet (“Castle Mountain”) in Tønsberg, a mere 20 minute drive from home. I was gonna shoot me some planets!

Hiding behind them there cloudses

Although the sky was mostly clear and outstandingly beautiful with the sunset and all, I missed the conjunction on account of lovely but otherwise annoying clouds on the horizon. On the upside, on account of wearing shorts, I have several brand new mosquito bites to keep me entertained the next few days.

Screenshot from Star Walk overlayed on camera view

I followed the planets until they were well below the horizon. Not only were they hiding behind clouds the whole time, the sky was still bright enough that they probably wouldn’t have been very visible anyway.

According to Space.com, “the next time Venus and Jupiter will get this close will be in November 2065,” by when I will be a whopping 96 years young. Bring it on!

In the mean time I’ll just leave you with this.

Screenshot from Star Walk overlayed on camera view

The sky beneath my feet.
Darkness and light.
And grass.



The Second Last Moon Of July

Moons have many names. Blue Moons and Harvest Moons, and Blood Moons and Hunter Moons — but they all tend to be full moons. This is the Second-Last-Night-Of-July Moon of 2016, and behold, it’s not even half. As for what I was doing out on the balcony taking pictures of the moon at four o’clock in the morning … I can only claim insanity.

How can one even dream of sleeping, when the night looks like this?

Just keep the howling to a minimum, or you’ll wake the neighbours.

All photos copyright © Bjørnar Andre Haveland


Due east, full width (18mm)







I’ve no idea where this apple comes from. It could be locally grown here in Norway, but then again it might as easily have been picked in an orchard in Spain or Argentina, or anywhere else for all I know, and transported halfway across the world to end up in my hand.

(I’m making a point of not checking the other apples in the bowl for telltale stickers. I prefer, for the moment, the sense of mystery.)

Photo © Bjørnar Andre Haveland

This apple may well have grown on a tree in a country that I’ve never been to, in a town that I’ve never heard of. The nutrients within it came from the soil upon which that apple tree stood, soil which in turn had been fed with compost from plants and animals that, in their turn, had fed and grown on the same land. It was hydrated by local rains and groundwater. I’m about to eat a portion of a completely different part of the world, and by doing so I become a little more that part of the world myself. With every apple or grape, and every other item that I eat and drink, which come from elsewhere in the world, my earthly being is the sum of an international conglomerate of bits and pieces of other countries and cultures.

It makes me wonder if other people think the same before they take the first bite of an apple.

Through a Dirty Bus Window

I have a one hour bus ride home from work, and yes, the windows today were pretty dirty. That didn’t matter much, because there was something of a fog as well. Now, fogs can be amazing, as they do all sorts of things to your surroundings, from artful to downright spooky. Then again, they can be infuriatingly difficult to photograph just right. I was helped quite a bit by the low light of the early evening sun, but from the lots and lots and lots of exposures that I fired off on the iPhone, only these five turned out anything close to worthwhile. On the up side, though, I got five reasonably worthwhile photos out of the exercise, and that’s got to count for something, right?

Remember that thing about the glass being half full or half empty?

Newsflash: Glasses are refillable! Cheers!

Photos are copyright 2016 © Bjørnar Andre Haveland.
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Photos taken with an iPhone 5S, edited in Camera+.

Sun’s Up … Again!

Much as I love taking pictures of sunrises, I feel there’s a limit to how many different titles I can come up with. That is, if the title is going to have anything to do with the image matter at hand. Without such considerations, I could get really, really weird indeed — in fact I might have to.

And yes, I know I ought to be utterly, utterly ashamed of myself, but these are both icky iPhone photos, taken whilst having a fully functional Nikon ready to pick up and shoot from the bag slung over my shoulder. It’s just that … getting the pictures off the Nikon and on to the web is something of a long and tedious route, especially when I’m at work, which is where I was headed.

“The path to the Dark Side is quicker,
easier, more seductive.”

— Master Yoda

Photos are copyright 2016 © Bjørnar Andre Haveland.
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This could be called Barbecue Bay. It’s where the camera club at work have our occasional outings, just past that rugged pier on the right, complete with charcoal, ignition fuel and “which one of you guys was supposed to bring the matches this time?”, and we usually manage to get a fire going, one way or another. Hot dogs and happy times.

That weird, turd-like structure on the lower right is apparently some kind of sculpture, the origin and purpose of which I find myself completely oblivious to. It was erected earlier this winter, if indeed “erected” a suitable word for something that looks more like it has been dropped by accident, but then again a lot of modern art goes right above my head. Anyway, it certainly is a splash of colour, and a cheerful pink one at that.

“We don’t make mistakes,
just happy little accidents.”

— Bob Ross

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