Summer sights…

Staring through a field of wheat, swaying in the summer breeze, eyes fixed on a waxing gibbous pre-strawberry Moon; bathing in the solar rays of our very own glowing ball of hydrogen and helium; reading Carl Sagan and contemplating the everything of it all; listening to the sweet but somewhat sinister jazz tones of Monorails and Satellites by Saturn descendent Sun Ra; and spotting a silver speck in the cloudless blue sky, watching it wobble and bobble for an age, far in the distance, thinking it’s probably a weather balloon, but it could be a UFO.

I’d been getting frustrated by the lack of dark skies and stargazing time at present, but your ‘Daytime Astronomy’ feature (July) really helped me put a different spin on things. Now the cheap old binoculars live in my sunbathing bag! Paul Ackroyd, Wood Green