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Sunday, August 12, 2012


Around 4 a.m. I got up for a trip to the bathroom and remembered it was a meteor shower night and the best time to see them was just before dawn. So, being the nerd that I am, I grabbed my phone, a couple throws and a quilt from the sofa and went outside to a starry night with just a few clouds. I dragged the lounge chair from the deck out to the yard and settled in, using the Google Sky app to determine where the Perseids would be.

Before I had my covers sorted around me to keep out the morning chill, I saw my first meteor, a bright streak shooting across the sky. And another, and then yet another.  The photo below is not mine because those meteors are fast and I am not. But this will give you an idea of my early morning on the chaise.

My eyes would start to shut (I was still a bit sleepy) and another meteor would streak across the sky, reminding me to keep my eyes open. Quiet outside, not even any crickets cricketing, it was just me lying in the yard, watching.

When it comes to beauty and fantastic art, I am a crier. So I lay there watching the stars and crying. Maybe, too, I cried because it was two years ago that my parents died and those stars made me miss them. Terribly.

Then I heard my dad singing, "I've got tears in my ears from lying on my back in my bed while I cry over you," and I smiled and stopped my blubbering.

From the lounge chair, I could see the crescent moon, Jupiter and Venus keeping it company, and as dawn began to show up, an owl hooted from across the creek.

I realized how lucky I am to be alive. And how humbling it is to lie on my back, looking at all the suns in the sky, wondering if some other 60 year old lady is out there somewhere doing the same thing.

The owl hooted some more, the sky became lighter, and I went into the dark house and made coffee.


  1. Awe I could hear your daddy singing. Your lil momma and your daddy were two of the most amazing people I knew. They were smiling down on you this morning I'm sure

  2. HA! I'm that other crazy 60 year old out in the yard @ 4 in the morning watching shooting stars (though I admit I'd rather see them in your yard) But I got up for a bathroom run and remembered about the meteor shower, grabbed a cup of coffee and headed out to watch. I didn't need blankets~ probably 70 degrees out there.. but with my dogs beside me I was able to see maybe 10 good shooting stars. (even with all the city lights) Awesome! Good Morning Bridget! As Always, Jeanie

  3. aaawww theer! i'm blubbering right along with you. what a beautiful post....but i hope there weren't no slithern' snakes while you were laying on the lawn! hugs, theer

  4. My hobby and I went out about 11 to watch for a while. (He's 69 and I'm 64.) We saw half a dozen before we called it quits and went to bed. We live between Sacramento and Folsom and the lights of those two make it hard to see many stars at all. The shooters show up though. It was a nice change of pace, a wonder to behold, and different just to be outside in the dark. It's been a while.
    Sorry to hear that your parents have passed. We're really never ready to do without them. My Dad has been gone for 18 years, and seems closer to me now...


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