Once a year this planet races through a cloud of rock and ice that happens to be strewn in its orbital path. It is the remains of a comet named Swift-Tuttle and from here on the surface, any such debris that pierces the atmosphere appears to radiate from the constellation of Perseus. In a moment before its glorious death, the meteor flashes its momentary beauty to us. A metaphor for Life? Sure, why not. It's only a Thursday and we like to contemplate these things as we take our photo walks. Tag your photos with utata:project=tw747 and post one small image in this thread.