The Pillars of Creation
The movement on the screen of my monitor was steady as a small telescope crept through the atmosphere. It made its way past the constellation of Sagittarius, the archer. I was assigned to watching the Hubble Space Telescope in its mission to capture photos of the Eagle Nebula, and it felt like a lifetime for the telescope to finally reach it. Every few seconds it would send photographs so I could analyze its journey. A bittersweet aroma filled my nose as I realized I was still holding my coffee. I took a sip, borderline gagging on the harsh taste of its bitterness. I hate bitter coffee. I don’t know why I try to prove to myself that I like it, I thought to myself. I glanced back up at the monitor hoping to see some …show more content…
All of the pictures revealed different angles of these monuments, and they were so vivid that the colors and crevices in the clouds burst out at me. The Hubble Space Telescope had never brought in such clear images before, and I was quite surprised by the complexity the images displayed. Staring at the screen intently so that I didn’t miss anything, I reached for the phone sitting next to me. Before I could pick it up, the sound of glass clashing on the ground took my eyes away from the screen. What the…? Why does my leg feel like it’s been touched by the wings of a phoenix? Looking down, I noticed that I had dropped my coffee in the process of grabbing the phone; the steaming hot liquid had spilled all over my left leg and the glass from the mug was scattered across the floor. I scowled in annoyance, trying to ignore the slight burning sensation on my leg, and reached for the phone. I began to dial the number of my coworker and friend, Jeff Hester. The monotone ringing of the phone would go off every few seconds as I waited for Jeff to pick up. When he finally picked up the phone I explained the situation, that The Hubble Space Telescope had caught a bright picture of these massive pillars in the Eagle Nebula, and that we should examine it
The movement on the screen of my monitor was steady as a small telescope crept through the atmosphere. It made its way past the constellation of Sagittarius, the archer. I was assigned to watching the Hubble Space Telescope in its mission to capture photos of the Eagle Nebula, and it felt like a lifetime for the telescope to finally reach it. Every few seconds it would send photographs so I could analyze its journey. A bittersweet aroma filled my nose as I realized I was still holding my coffee. I took a sip, borderline gagging on the harsh taste of its bitterness. I hate bitter coffee. I don’t know why I try to prove to myself that I like it, I thought to myself. I glanced back up at the monitor hoping to see some …show more content…
All of the pictures revealed different angles of these monuments, and they were so vivid that the colors and crevices in the clouds burst out at me. The Hubble Space Telescope had never brought in such clear images before, and I was quite surprised by the complexity the images displayed. Staring at the screen intently so that I didn’t miss anything, I reached for the phone sitting next to me. Before I could pick it up, the sound of glass clashing on the ground took my eyes away from the screen. What the…? Why does my leg feel like it’s been touched by the wings of a phoenix? Looking down, I noticed that I had dropped my coffee in the process of grabbing the phone; the steaming hot liquid had spilled all over my left leg and the glass from the mug was scattered across the floor. I scowled in annoyance, trying to ignore the slight burning sensation on my leg, and reached for the phone. I began to dial the number of my coworker and friend, Jeff Hester. The monotone ringing of the phone would go off every few seconds as I waited for Jeff to pick up. When he finally picked up the phone I explained the situation, that The Hubble Space Telescope had caught a bright picture of these massive pillars in the Eagle Nebula, and that we should examine it