21st
My Eclipse
Last night the Earth eclipsed the full moon and my husband I were here to see it. I slept fitfully from 12 to 2:05 and then startled myself awake afraid I’d miss it. So we bundled up and headed out and stood on the driveway to look up at the half blindingly bright, half brownish-reddish moon.
“I didn’t know you were so interested in astronomy,” my husband said.
Psht. I don’t care about astronomy enough to wake up from wonderful sleep. I care about seeing the wonders and beauties of the world. And as a bonus I enjoy seeing them with someone I love.
On our first night in Bermuda we stepped out behind our hotel room and looked out at the black ocean and up to the very starry sky. Was it before or after my husband busted out his constellation app I don’t remember, but when we were looking up a shooting star moved across the Atlantic.
