Egg balancing, photographing dreams, and faster than light…

Whoops!

And it was one of Holly’s blue eggs.
Oh well.

Today is the day for the balancing of eggs, the time of the equal night, the autumnal equinox, that day in the year when the length of the day and the length of the night are as equal as possible and eggs will balance on their ends.

Well, if I can balance stones than it stands to reason that I can balance an egg - right?

But it should be easy peasy. Particularly on this special day when eggs will balance on their ends as all things reach equal and the special gravity caused by the equinox is applied as the sun crosses the celestial equator and moves southward in the northern hemisphere and reaches solar noon. The point directly above the balanced egg, the one that marks the location on the earth when the sun is directly overhead, is known as the subsolar point and it only occurs on the equator during the September equinox. At this time the earth’s axis of rotation is perpendicular to the line connecting the centres of the both the earth and the sun making it the perfect time for the of balancing eggs.

Bored yet?

As well as the eggs, Persephone returns to the underworld to live with her husband Hades, dogs do bark, wolves do run, eagles do swoop, and the minotaur doth clash with the Sphinx whilst deep underground the gnomes will feel the tremble as day battles night.

Time to mix magic to protect and make secure, time to reflect on failure and learn, time to await the coming of Mabon and the winter preparations, time to respect the impending dark and give thanks for the sunlight, time to balance eggs.

Yes, the half and half time is here and eggs will balance on their ends as the first day of Autumn arrives.

Today man can photograph his dreams. Today neutrino particles move faster than the speed of light. Today everything is true. Today man thinks and physics, in her infinite wisdom, makes it happen. Today I can balance eggs.

We are living in our own dream. A dream where a single solitary egg balances, end up, upon a careful balance of stones.

Maybe if I dream hard enough I’ll be able to balance an egg in that dream.

Perhaps I’ll even photograph it if the whizzing neutrinos don't knock it off first.