The Sun loves us. It can't imagine living without us. And it won't.
Eventually, our star will age, expand into a red giant, and kill us. I'm not, strictly speaking, a "scientist," but I'm guessing that's scheduled for next month.
The Sun loves us. It can't imagine living without us. And it won't.
Eventually, our star will age, expand into a red giant, and kill us. I'm not, strictly speaking, a "scientist," but I'm guessing that's scheduled for next month.