By Gary T
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There
where the dark
sky flourishes
is Ft. Davis,
Texas, not too
far south of
where I-10 and
I-20 intersect.
Consecrated to
science on top
of Mt. Locke,
just 16 miles
from the
friendly West
Texas town are
three pure white
cathedral-like
domes. The
University of
Texas for its
isolation from
city light
pollution and
low annual
precipitation
chose this
unlikely remote
point.
Then
again, clouds
and showers did
prevent us from
seeing night sky
during our
two-day visit to
McDonald
Observatory. We
nevertheless did
not feel the
loss too much.
Extensive
exhibits,
fascinating
talks, and
guided tours of
three massive
professional
telescopes,
including the
world’s largest
433-inch
reflector Hobby-Eberly
Telescope (HET),
all kept us more
than active.
Besides, we
would have
another chance
for a
rainless-cloudless
night on our
second
observatory
sojourn some two
States distance
from McDonald.
As
far back as
memory takes me
I recall only
awe when fixing
my eyes toward
the twinkling
bowl of outer
space. A while
ago, we
code-named our
instrument of
choice “bonocs”.
The adult world
knew them as
binoculars.
When not spying
imaginary
hostiles, we
pointed these
specs to the
stars to reveal
hundreds more
specks of
ethereal light.
Astronomy’s most
accurate
estimate to date
discloses more
stars in the
universe than
all the
particles of
quartz on the
dunes and shores
of earth
combined. In
fact, the score
is currently ten
times more stars
to sand with a
mind boggling
number of 7 X
10^22 stars.
(That is a seven
with 22 zeroes
following it).
Though a
thoroughly
incomprehensible
number, the
psalmist of old
discovered the
Most High has
counted and
named every
star. That more
than suggests a
massive but
finite number of
stars as opposed
to an infinite
number.
Otherwise, God’s
counting and
naming would
continue without
end. How did
pre-scientific
Israelite
writers know the
universe was
finite? Our
brightest minds
from Newton
until Einstein
held to the
infinite
universe theory.
Recent theories
predict because
of the gravity
of mass inside
the universe
that space is
curved around
itself into a
finite sphere.
McDonald
Observatory is a
world-class
astronomical
research
facility open to
the public on a
daily basis.
(See hours on
their website
www.mcdonaldobservatory.org).
“The Visitors
Center is the
check-in point
for all daytime
and evening
visitor
activities.”
Inside are
intriguing
exhibits, a
comfortable
theater,
astronomy gift
shop, and Star
Date Café where
you can eat
excellent
quesadillas.
Adjacent to the
Center is
Telescope Park
where visitors
view night
objects through
a couple of
modest amateur
telescopes under
domes, weather
permitting.
Though weather
did not permit
us much
telescopic
viewing, the
clouds did
briefly
cooperate for us
to see Jupiter,
its Galilean
moons, a double
star in Leo and
our sun. One of
two terms we
labeled “our new
words” for the
trip was the
term
“spectroscopy”.
The second word
“docent” means
“a person who
leads guided
tours especially
through a museum
or art gallery.”
We heard them
used repeatedly
during a 10-day
drive through
the southwest.
As
your docent for
the paper-ink
tour before you,
I would be
remiss if I did
not mention that
being a student
of the Creator’s
vastly ordered
symmetry of
stars is an
enjoyable and
meaningful
activity. Light
and beauty
stream through
space awaiting
observation from
a backyard, a
country road or
an observatory.
The stars
provide an
excellent chance
for sentient
beings to ask
the big
questions.
Where do I come
from? Who am I?
Where am I
going?
The
darkness of the
ancient Israel
sky must have
been
spectacular.
One of the
Israelite
shepherds penned
a potent psalm:
“The heavens are
telling of the
glory of God;
and their
expanse is
declaring the
work of His
hands.” Their
language
“reveals
knowledge”.
Like music,
starlight speaks
a universal
language “to the
end of the
world”.
The
fundamental
building block
of Western music
is a seven-note
diatonic scale:
do-re-mi-fa-sol-la-ti-do.
A spectrum
(think of a
rainbow) is the
division of
white light into
seven
colors:
red-orange-yellow-green-blue-indigo-violet.
The Hertzsprung-Russell
(H-R) diagram
classifies stars
into seven
groups according
to their color
and temperature
with the
letters: OBAFGKM
(O being blue
hot and M, cool
red). How did
the biblical
poets know that
starlight
“reveals
knowledge”?
As
DNA is a unique
fingerprint for
all life, so too
stars have a
unique spectral
fingerprint. No
two stars have
the same
spectrum. Stars
possess
different
temperatures and
compose
different
amounts and
kinds of
elements (mostly
hydrogen and
helium).
“Spectroscopy”
is the study of
the decoding of
light from
distant stellar
bodies.
Almost
everything
astronomers do
involve
spectroscopy in
one form or
another. Most
hot objects like
stars emit a
continuous
spectrum that
will vary
according to
their
temperature.
Individual
elements also
produce a unique
kind of spectrum
known as
emission and
absorption
spectrums. So
not only does
starlight tell
temperature, it
also reveals the
star’s
composition.
Movement of
galaxies is
another quantity
a spectrum
conveys. A
spectrum shifted
to the red is
said to be
moving away from
us (thus the
famous Edwin
Hubble “red
shift”).
Shifted to the
blue side of the
spectrum, the
galaxy is said
to be moving
toward us.
Recall the
psalmist who
made known to us
that God named
all the stars.
Each possesses a
one-of-a-kind
spectral
signature,
similar to life
(plant, animal
or human) that
possesses a
unique DNA
signature. The
Most High
apparently does
not think of
stars as
nameless spheres
of matter in
time and space
without
purpose. He
provides
breathtaking
variety within
the super
clusters of
galaxies of
stars for us to
think upon and
wonder.
Even
we have named a
portion of the
stars.
Betelgeuse is a
name given for
the supergiant
red star in the
shoulder of the
constellation
Orion. (It is
cool red,
signified by an
M on the H-R
diagram). Every
star in the
vastness of
space displays
distinctiveness
and is worthy of
our
contemplation
and study. Such
knowledge
enriches our
view of God and
the place we
have in the
cosmos – an
intellectual
contribution
well worth a
trip to McDonald
Observatory. |