#webbs threads

[webbythreads]

Purple sunset quilt, ~48x~48

my aunt is due very soon, so I finally finished a quilt for the baby. I kind of hesitate to call it a baby quilt because of the size, but the 48x48 is kind of my trademark at this point. too small to use as a blanket, too big for a wheelchair.. just right as a lap quilt on the couch 😭

her only request was "purple" and as you can see I kind of failed that request miserably. I wanted to use fabrics from my stash instead of buying new stuff, and also I realized I hate purple and magenta fabric. So with this in mind, I attempted a sort of sunset design. I think it turned out okay for my first machine quilted project. I've only ever tie-quilted, so I mimicked where I would've tie quilted in the ditches. I wish I'd taken a picture of the back, I am pretty proud of it.

I have yet to figure out how to make a quilt that is not WRINKLY beyond belief, but that is probably because I do these on the floor and they're not taut enough before pinning.

anywho if you read all of that I'm sorry!! I just wanted to jot down some thoughts before I completely forget abt the construction of this thing.

[tidescfchaos]

STATUS: Open to all @cardinalstart

LOCATION: Breaking Glass Bar

A look of disappointment sat upon Sterling's face as yet another dart missed his intended target in a quiet corner of the small town bar. The look didn't remain on their face for too long and was quickly replaced by an easy grin, "I suppose lady luck isn't on my side as much as I had anticipated tonight." Perhaps the use of divination magic prior to making a bet would've been a smart play. However, it felt a little too dishonest and ultimately, paying for the next round of drinks wasn't a major inconvenience for them anyway. Whatever the results of the game, they were just pleased to spend an evening among the community they knew and loved. "I'm hoping for some kind of miracle at this point - a wild distraction to break out and throw you off your game, for your skills to completely abandon you, something along those lines." He continued on as he stepped to the side for the other to take their turn.

[theofficialastronomy101]

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[more-profound-bond]

Queer Books for Pride Month:

"The Queer Principles of Kit Webb" by Cat Sebastian

Oh, how much I loved this one!

The story is set in the 18th century England and conbines together two drastically different worlds.

We've got the world of Percy, who's an arrogant and handsome aristocrat. And the world of Kit, a former robber, who now runs a coffee shop. The story unfolds as they start to plan a dangerous robbery together.

You can definetly count on some interesting action. There's mystery, politics, danger, hidden identities, love and a lot of good humor.

The characters are also very complex and well written. With every page you feel the need to learn more and more about them.

If you're in the mood for sword fighting, highway robbery, but also a lot of tender moments in the coffee shop, this book is absolutely for you.

[rebellionevoked]

— CLOSED STARTER ; CASSÍA + MAEVE at their apartment.

     "Please tell me you're not going out tonight." The first thing Cassía had done upon arriving home after work and setting her things down was find Maeve. "I've got plans for us." Nothing big, nothing fancy, but something that promised quality time with her favorite person nonetheless. "I'm gonna put on something comfy and the takeout I ordered should be here soon. Then we'll start on the collection of movies I got." DVDs weren't really a thing anymore but there was something nostalgic about them that excited her. Plus, it didn't hurt that her coworker was giving them away and there were some comedy classics in there. ( @alwaysxangel )

[hazalxalpman]

starter for @kanyonwebb

location: old maple way, 9:50pm

Hazal's fears of the winds tearing down the entire building had long settled, though she occasionally felt them creeping back up. She wandered around the farm's store, her eyes scanning over the items she looked over a dozen plus times at this point. "You know," Hazal sighed, turning to someone next to her, "I bet I could recite some of these labels I've looked at them so many times." And she doubted that was a brag to be proud of. "How are you keeping from going insane?"

[limayde]

90. Kochab

Lovely little comic found right here on Tumblr! Very cozy, filled with good vibes, and a great message about letting go of the past and embracing the present. Absolutely gorgeous as well. https://kochab-comic.tumblr.com/post/165906541791/chapter-0-chapter-1-chapter-2-if-youre-a

[gypsybelladonna]

tag drop for melany webb

[tidescfchaos]

And here Sterling thought he was having an unfortunate day. It was worth mentioning that his perceived misfortune solely had to do with being the one to buy groceries this week for the farmhouse he occupied with his best friend. It didn't really compare too much to a bunch of bruised peaches on the pavement or any possible embarrassment felt by the situation he just witnessed. They were faced with three options here, they could wait for the other to collect her peaches once more (to what success?), simply step around the scene and continue on their way, or lend a helping hand. Tempting as the second option was, they squatted down to help collect the fruit. "I hate to say it, but I think some of these might be a lost cause." He frowned at an especially bruised peach. "You didn't happen to get these on sale, did you?" It seemed unlikely given peach season came to a close, but maybe the other had the tiniest bit of luck on her side.

Open starter for @cardinalstart, located on the streets of Cardinal Hill.

"My peaches!" The rotten cherry on top of Floss' bad day took the shape of a paper bag's bottom completely tearing off under the weight of too many groceries. She rushed ahead, trying to collect all of the peaches that had fallen to the ground and began rolling away from her in different directions. "Oh- I'm so sorry," she hadn't noticed the person walking towards her on the sidewalk until she realised she and her spilled peaches were in their way of progressing past her. "I'll just be a second, sorry, I should have all of these cleaned up in-" the arm full of peaches she had collected became too much, and before her sentence was finished, they began falling from her grip and back onto the pavement. "Darn it."

[eymie]

PHOTOGRAPHER !

pairing: thomas webb x fem!reader

warnings: smut, nudes?? kinda, alcohol, dry humping, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), thats it i think

summary: you were a new york photoprapher and thomas lived in your apartment. and after one frustrating night you invite him into your room.

a/n: WHERE. IS. THE. MF. CALLUM. TURNER. FICS. i’ve been on this game since fantastic beasts. (ive found a few scrumptious callum fics and yk who u r @willyoubemycherryy) also i have not written in a hot minute and none of you expected this.

You lived on the story above Thomas. Not that you ever really noticed him at first, you were relatively new in the complex too. Sometimes you’d hear him having a conversation on the stairs with the old man from 2B. Mix of words you didn’t bother to put together.

Well, you didn’t care until you saw him for the first time. The old man from 2B liked to talk a lot, often chatting you up when you got home from work. Sometimes bringing up Thomas which you didn’t care for.

"He could use a nice girl like you.”

To which you would’ve scoffed. You heard someone running down the stairs, to which you met eye contact with Thomas. Wavy brown hair, pink cheeks, glasses that sort of turned you on.

The real New York type of guy, to be honest, your type of guy. His lips parted as he looked at you, a small nod and than sliding past you.

“Where you going Thomas,” He called out, to which Thomas turned around laughing.

“I gotta go, meeting up with Mimi.” Thomas turned on his heels to leave until he was stopped again by the man.

“I want you to meet me friend.” The man gestured to you, Thomas smiling at you in return.

“No, it’s alright. I have to get going.” You smiled back, walking to the door where Thomas stood. You brushed past him, your clothes brushing his own.

“Where?” Thomas asked, furrowing his brows.

“Around, I’m a photographer.”

That’s how it started. After that, coincidentally you ran into Thomas a lot more after that. Usually alone, and to that he’d usually greet you and say hi. After a specifically draining day, a frustrating one at that, he ran into you in the front door.

He rubbed his eyes, apologizing and then he started talking. Going off about something you honestly didn’t care much about. You liked hearing him talk. You didn’t mean to say it, but you did.

“Wanna talk about it? In my room.” It came out like word vomit, immediately embarrassed. You watched his eyes for a second, not even processing his nod.

You grabbed his hands pulling him up to your apartment, dragging him close behind you. His hand was big compared to yours, you weren’t surprised you had already noticed he was a lot taller than you.

Your anxiety kicked in when you struggled to unlock the door. Him peering over your neck, watching you struggle with your keys. You felt his lips brush your neck slightly, your panties dampening.

You flung your door open a little too excited, a small laugh leaving his lips. He followed you in, to which you immediately grabbed your alcohol off the shelf.

When you turned around, Thomas caught you off-guard, pressing his lips to yours. It was quick, aggressive a bit, which you assumed was probably from nerves. He was quick to shake his head and apologize.

"Shit, I'm sorry." He mumbles, looking down at his shoes. You examine his face, his expression. You hand him the full bottle of alcohol off your counter, to which he takes from you with ease. "Thanks--"

You pull him back down, pressing your lips harder to his than he had before. You threaded your fingers through his hair, slightly tugging on it making him groan into the kiss. He still held the bottle in his hand, but his free hand slid to your waist.

He had you pressed against your counter, nowhere to move. His tongue slid over your bottom lips, you parted your lips allowing him to slip it in. Pressing and sliding against your own making you moan softly into the kiss.

Thomas pulled away, taking a sip of the alcohol, furrowing his brows at the taste. He placed it back on the counter beside you, who was breathless and needy.

He tilted your chin back up, pulling you back into another heated kiss. Both hands now free, groping whatever he could. You could taste the alcohol on his tongue, his kiss was intoxicating.

His hand slid up your skirt, tracing the apex of your thighs. His fingers slowly slide up to the wet patch of your panties. “Fuck, you’re soaked.”

"Thomas," You gasp, pulling away from the kiss. He trails down your jawline and neck, leaving soft wet kisses. He hums into your skin, hands pulling your waist closer to his body. "Wait--"

"What?" He was barely audible, too busy tainting your skin with his marks which you would certainly cover up the next day.

"l don’t know," You gasp, his tongue running over the mark he had just left. You feel him smile into your skin, a small laugh leaving his lips. His fingers sliding over your panties, pressing onto your clothed clit.

"Do you want me to stop?" He pulls away looking at your flustered face. His hand pulling away from the apex of your thighs, sliding up your waist and under your shirt.

“No,” You were too quick to answer, a small laugh leaving his lips. The way Thomas kissed you felt urgent, like he needed you now and he could’ve wait. And if you knew any better you would’ve known why.

You walked backwards to your bedroom, never breaking the hungry kiss. His hands were large, pulling at your waist. Your hand pulled back to push the door open further, backing into your small room. He turned you, pushing you against the white door, shutting it with your body weight.

You let out a soft moan as his knee slotted between your thighs, pressing into your clothed his. His hands travelled down to your hip, pulling your cunt harder onto his rough pants.

“Look at you, getting off on my thigh.” You whined at his words, a wet patch forming on the fabric of his pants.

“Thomas, I want you—“

“I know,” He mumbles against your lips. Thomas was usually quick when it came to sex, at least with the foreplay but he wanted to take it slow so bad. Talk you through it. “Don’t worry, gonna fuck you.”

“Now,” You move your head to the side to give him more room to mark your neck. His hand slides up to cradle your jaw, lips attacking your skin.

“Not yet,” His hot breath against your skin, lips pressing to your neck.

Thomas’ hands slid under your thighs, you jump up wrapped your legs around his waist, His fingers press into your skin, holding you up against him. Your arms wrap around his neck as he tosses you down on the mattress.

“Take off your clothes, okay?” You nod in reply and quickly pull off your skirt and panted as he pulls off his shirt. You pull off your own shirt, tossing it onto the hardwood floor next to his discarded clothes.

You look up to see Thomas, pulling off his pants leaving him in his tented boxers. You suddenly feel yourself getting hotter than before.

It was in a flash, he was on top of you, hot skin against yours. His hands pried your thighs apart then slid up to your bra clad chest. He slid his fingers under your bra while he nipped at your jaw. His glasses were still on and pressed into your skin

Your fingers slid up to pull his glasses off his face, to which he tried to resist. “I can’t see without those.”

“Shut up,” You cut him off with a kiss, fingers tangling in his brown hair. His glasses were held in your free hand, falling against the pillow beside you.

He broke the kiss, still brushing his plump lips against yours before speaking. “Put them on.”

You knew what he meant but you ignored him, pushing him on his back instead. You climbed onto his lap, your hands pushing him down against the mattress.

You placed his glasses on your face, they made your vision blurrier and you wanted to see him. You went to pull them off but he gripped your wrist, pulling your hands away from your face.

His cock twitched through the fabric of his boxers, you slowly grinded your hips in return. A small whimper left his lips, his eyes shut. You slid you hand up his body to his lips, your pointer finger slowly parting his lips.

You watched as his eyebrows furrowed, parting his lips for you. You roll your hips again and you listen as another soft groan leaves his lip. You smiled, leaning down to press your lips to his. Deep in the kiss, your hands slide to slowly his boxers down allowing his cock to spring out.

Your lips parted at the sight of his hard cock, pre-cum drooling down the tip. His large hands slid up your waist and pulled you down onto his cock. Your wet folds sliding across his length .

“Want you inside,” You whined, nails gripping his chest. He bit back any noises, nodding at your request and let go of your hips. You bit your lip, positioning his tip at your entrance.

“What do you want?” He asked with a smirk, a little too amused for your own liking. You tried to sink down but he had a firm grip on yours hips stopping you.

“Please, need it.” You whine, trying against but his grip on your hips stopped you from it. You clenched your jaw in frustration at his lack of sympathy.

“Want me to fuck your pussy?” He asked with a small laugh, you scoffed in return.

“You’re too vulgar.”

“I’m about to be inside you, what type of vulgarity would you prefer?”

“Shut up—“ You didn’t get to finish before his hands were pulling your hips down, his tip pushing past your entrance. Your mouth fell agape and your eyes were shut closed. You whimpered at the slight sting, he was bigger than you expected.

“Yeah, take it like a slut.” He smirked, watching as he bottomed out, stretching your cunt wide open. God, he wished he had his glasses on to see how your cunt looked around him.

You didn’t noticed his hand fumbling onto the night table, grabbing your old camera you retired from taking photos. The flash made you squint through his glasses.

The small photo came up on the screen, your perfect body sitting on his cock, tits full and being held in his free hand. He was saving that for later. He put the camera back on the nightstand, hands trailing up to steal his glasses back but you grabbed his wrist.

“I don’t think so.” You swatted him away, adjusting his glasses on your face. Your vision still just as blurry as his own.

“I wanna see you.” He whined, leaning back on his elbows, squinting back at you.

“The photo for later wasn’t enough?” You tease.

“Come on, give me my glasses so I can fuck you.”

You pushed him back down on the bed, raising your hips before dropping them. A groan slipping from his lips as his head falls back on the pillow, bucking his hips up.

“Fuck me, Thomas.” You whined, grinding your clit into his pelvis. His nails dug into your hips leaving red crescent shaped marks. His lips were parted, head back as you rode him. "Please."

With that he flipped you onto your back, pressing your legs to your chest. The small room was filled with obscene noises and the slapping of skin. He thrusted his length into you harder, pulling you to meet his thrusts.

"Fucking begging for it," He grunted, his tip pressing into your sweet spot. Strained moans left your lips, despite your best effort to keep quiet. New York apartments had thin walls.

Your hand slapped against your mouth to muffle the loud moan that had just left your lips. His hand slid to your wrist, sloppily grabbing it and pinning it above your head.

"Don't hold back," He ordered, lips connecting to yours to swallow your moans and whines. His free hand travelled down from where he pinned your legs to your clit, pressing your sensitive bud.

"Fuck--" You moaned, the knot in your stomach tightening. His thumb rubbed your clit harshly, pressing his thumb hard against it. "So close."

"Come for me, baby." His lips brushed against yours, his saliva coating your kiss-swollen lips.

A gasp left your lips, then a strained whine. Your walls clenched around his cock, the knot coming undone. Your head thrown back against your pillow as he fucked you through your orgasm.

"Yeah baby, just like that. Come for me." His whispered into your skin, your hips bucking against his thrusts. He pressed soft kisses into your skin as you arched off the mattress. His hands travelled to the arch of your back, rubbing your spine. "So good for me."

You fell back to the mattress, soft whimpers leaving you between your pants. His hand left your sensitive clit instead holding your hips as he neared his own orgasm. Pulling out, his hot seed coating your thighs and stomach.

"Give me back my glasses, I wanna see that photo."

[nasa]

NASA Inspires Your Crafty Creations for World Embroidery Day

It’s amazing what you can do with a little needle and thread! For #WorldEmbroideryDay, we asked what NASA imagery inspired you. You responded with a variety of embroidered creations, highlighting our different areas of study.

Here’s what we found:

Webb’s Carina Nebula

Wendy Edwards, a project coordinator with Earth Science Data Systems at NASA, created this embroidered piece inspired by Webb’s Carina Nebula image. Captured in infrared light, this image revealed for the first time previously invisible areas of star birth. Credit: Wendy Edwards, NASA. Pattern credit: Clare Bray, Climbing Goat Designs

Wendy Edwards, a project coordinator with Earth Science Data Systems at NASA, first learned cross stitch in middle school where she had to pick rotating electives and cross stitch/embroidery was one of the options.  “When I look up to the stars and think about how incredibly, incomprehensibly big it is out there in the universe, I’m reminded that the universe isn’t ‘out there’ at all. We’re in it,” she said. Her latest piece focused on Webb’s image release of the Carina Nebula. The image showcased the telescope’s ability to peer through cosmic dust, shedding new light on how stars form.

Ocean Color Imagery: Exploring the North Caspian Sea

Danielle Currie of Satellite Stitches created a piece inspired by the Caspian Sea, taken by NASA’s ocean color satellites. Credit: Danielle Currie/Satellite Stitches

Danielle Currie is an environmental professional who resides in New Brunswick, Canada. She began embroidering at the beginning of the Covid-19 pandemic as a hobby to take her mind off the stress of the unknown. Danielle’s piece is titled “46.69, 50.43,” named after the coordinates of the area of the northern Caspian Sea captured by LandSat8 in 2019.

An image of the Caspian Sea captured by Landsat 8 in 2019. Credit: NASA

Two Hubble Images of the Pillars of Creation, 1995 and 2015

Melissa Cole of Star Stuff Stitching created an embroidery piece based on the Hubble image Pillars of Creation released in 1995. Credit: Melissa Cole, Star Stuff Stitching

Melissa Cole is an award-winning fiber artist from Philadelphia, PA, USA, inspired by the beauty and vastness of the universe. They began creating their own cross stitch patterns at 14, while living with their grandparents in rural Michigan, using colored pencils and graph paper.  The Pillars of Creation (Eagle Nebula, M16), released by the Hubble Telescope in 1995 when Melissa was just 11 years old, captured the imagination of a young person in a rural, religious setting, with limited access to science education.

Lauren Wright Vartanian of the shop Neurons and Nebulas created this piece inspired by the Hubble Space Telescope’s 2015 25th anniversary re-capture of the Pillars of Creation. Credit:  Lauren Wright Vartanian, Neurons and Nebulas

Lauren Wright Vartanian of Guelph, Ontario Canada considers herself a huge space nerd. She’s a multidisciplinary artist who took up hand sewing after the birth of her daughter. She’s currently working on the illustrations for a science themed alphabet book, made entirely out of textile art. It is being published by Firefly Books and comes out in the fall of 2024. Lauren said she was enamored by the original Pillars image released by Hubble in 1995. When Hubble released a higher resolution capture in 2015, she fell in love even further! This is her tribute to those well-known images.

James Webb Telescope Captures Pillars of Creation

Darci Lenker of Darci Lenker Art, created a rectangular version of Webb’s Pillars of Creation. Credit:  Darci Lenker of Darci Lenker Art

Darci Lenker of Norman, Oklahoma started embroidery in college more than 20 years ago, but mainly only used it as an embellishment for her other fiber works. In 2015, she started a daily embroidery project where she planned to do one one-inch circle of embroidery every day for a year.  She did a collection of miniature thread painted galaxies and nebulas for Science Museum Oklahoma in 2019. Lenker said she had previously embroidered the Hubble Telescope’s image of Pillars of Creation and was excited to see the new Webb Telescope image of the same thing. Lenker could not wait to stitch the same piece with bolder, more vivid colors.

Milky Way

Darci Lenker of Darci Lenker Art was inspired by NASA’s imaging of the Milky Way Galaxy. Credit: Darci Lenker

In this piece, Lenker became inspired by the Milky Way Galaxy, which is organized into spiral arms of giant stars that illuminate interstellar gas and dust. The Sun is in a finger called the Orion Spur.

The Cosmic Microwave Background

This image shows an embroidery design based on the cosmic microwave background, created by Jessica Campbell, who runs Astrostitches. Inside a tan wooden frame, a colorful oval is stitched onto a black background in shades of blue, green, yellow, and a little bit of red. Credit: Jessica Campbell/ Astrostitches

Jessica Campbell obtained her PhD in astrophysics from the University of Toronto studying interstellar dust and magnetic fields in the Milky Way Galaxy. Jessica promptly taught herself how to cross-stitch in March 2020 and has since enjoyed turning astronomical observations into realistic cross-stitches. Her piece was inspired by the cosmic microwave background, which displays the oldest light in the universe.

The full-sky image of the temperature fluctuations (shown as color differences) in the cosmic microwave background, made from nine years of WMAP observations. These are the seeds of galaxies, from a time when the universe was under 400,000 years old. Credit: NASA/WMAP Science Team

GISSTEMP: NASA’s Yearly Temperature Release

Katy Mersmann, a NASA social media specialist, created this embroidered piece based on NASA’s Goddard Institute for Space Studies (GISS) global annual temperature record. Earth’s average surface temperature in 2020 tied with 2016 as the warmest year on record. Credit: Katy Mersmann, NASA

Katy Mersmann is a social media specialist at NASA’s Goddard Space Flight Center in Greenbelt, Md. She started embroidering when she was in graduate school. Many of her pieces are inspired by her work as a communicator. With climate data in particular, she was inspired by the researchers who are doing the work to understand how the planet is changing. The GISTEMP piece above is based on a data visualization of 2020 global temperature anomalies, still currently tied for the warmest year on record.

In addition to embroidery, NASA continues to inspire art in all forms. Check out other creative takes with Landsat Crafts and the James Webb Space telescope public art gallery.

Make sure to follow us on Tumblr for your regular dose of space!

[webbythreads]

quilted bunny lovey.... 2!

I gotta stop taking pictures wherever. peanut butter and microwave isn't aesthetic.

[tidescfchaos]

tag dump !

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[lcveloop]

“Yeah,” Brooks sighs. “It’s very sad but I find it hard to be sympathetic when they’re being so… toxic.” Her comment section, still fresh in his mind, has his lips twisting as if he’s eaten an incredibly sour lemon. No one should be getting spammed with so many horrible things just for dating. It’s ridiculous. “My sources?” He chuckles tiredly, gesturing towards Dylan with his hand. “Why, I don’t need to cite them. They’re right in front of my very eyes.” Her continued reassurance that she’s not leaving him just makes him grin, a soft, dumb smile. It’s very nice and really rare to hear someone be so sure about him. “No, I know,” he frowns, “but it’s just like, there’s really no winning in this situation. But… let’s give your idea a shot. It sounds okay.” Brooks leans forward, attempting to look more cheerful than he truly is. “Let’s talk about something nicer? How was your day aside from… you know?”

"oh for sure. their lives are SO boring that they've gotta be mean online just to feel something" she jokes, laughing slightly, she'd had her fair share of online trolls. but she hated the fact that people were being mean to brooks, just because the two of them were dating, "really? cite your sources dude" dylan grins at him, she shook her head at his words, "no waaaaay! you're definitely cuter than me". dylan loved the feeling of his touch, "well you're kinda stuck with me now, so i'm gonna be here for a while" she jokes, laughing a little. dylan thinks, "we could do. but i'd hate that, it seems silly. i don't want the trolls to think they'd won" she sighs, it was a complicated one, "i know baby. how about we limit the comments? that way we can still show each other off but with less drama?".

[spacetelescopescience]

Does space have frisbees? No, but it does have spiral galaxies like NGC 2090, which has been studied with the Hubble and James Webb space telescopes.

Hubble’s visible and ultraviolet view captures the galaxy’s glowing central core, the mottled threads of brown dust, and patchy groups of stars at various formation stages that compose the galaxy’s clockwise spiral arms. Bright foreground stars with four-pointed diffraction spikes dot the scene.

In comparison, Webb’s near- and mid-infrared view shows the galaxy’s core as bright blue because of the bright starlight. The structure of the spiral arms is sharper, and tiny dust particles shown in red fall along strands of gas and dust within the arms. Foreground stars show Webb’s distinctive eight-pointed diffraction spikes (six big spikes and two smaller ones).

NGC 2090 is about 40 million light-years from Earth and located in the constellation Columba.

Credit: ESA/Webb, ESA/Hubble, NASA & CSA, A. Leroy, D. Thilker, N. Bartmann (ESA/Webb).

[apod]

2025 April 14

The Galactic Center in Radio from MeerKAT Image Credit: NASA, ESA, CSA, STScI, SARAO, S. Crowe (UVA), J. Bally (CU), R. Fedriani (IAA-CSIC), I. Heywood (Oxford)

Explanation: What's happening at the center of our galaxy? It's hard to tell with optical telescopes since visible light is blocked by intervening interstellar dust. In other bands of light, though, such as radio, the galactic center can be imaged and shows itself to be quite an interesting and active place. The featured picture shows an image of our Milky Way's center by the MeerKAT array of 64 radio dishes in South Africa. Spanning four times the angular size of the Moon (2 degrees), the image is impressively vast, deep, and detailed. Many known sources are shown in clear detail, including many with a prefix of Sgr, since the galactic center is in the direction of the constellation Sagittarius. In our galaxy's center lies Sgr A, found here in the image center, which houses the Milky Way's central supermassive black hole. Other sources in the image are not as well understood, including the Arc, just to the left of Sgr A, and numerous filamentary threads. The inset image shows a small patch recently imaged in infrared light with the James Webb Space Telescope to investigate the effects of magnetic fields on star formation.

∞ Source: apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap250414.html