If there’s one thing I have learned to count on during the time I’ve spent in New York, it’s this: if there is even the slightest suggestion of an extraordinary astronomical event, I won’t see it. Massive solar storms bring the possibility of aurora spotting to the area, and dense cloud cover forms post-haste. The supermoon arrives, and so does superfog.
So it should come as no surprise that this evening, just as Venus began its transit across the sun, this happened:
Transit of clouds obscures the transit of Venus. Note the blue patch of sky nicely positioned where the sun is not.
Yes, thank you for the sunbeams, weather gods, I appreciate the reminder of the sun I cannot see, which is currently being transited by Venus. Why must you mock me?
I give up. Here’s a photo of a pigeon instead.
Rooftop pigeon, visibly dismayed at missing the transit of Venus.
I’m not bothered, much. There’s always the next time, in the year 2117. Did anyone else manage to see the transit of Venus?
Where's my backpack? 