Friday, August 27, 2010

Goodnight moon

My dad is really into astronomy and such. Whenever I return "home" to his little place out in Hay Creek, MN, we go up on top of the hill and he points out this constellation or that star. He is always up to speed on when there will be some eclipse or another, a meteor shower, and he can tell you when the Space Station will be flying over (plus its current mission, crew members, etc.)

I'm not quite as knowledgeable about the night sky as Dad, but he has passed on his fascination with the heavens above to me. Living in the city, we are often deprived of natural beauty. City life is fun and has many benefits... but in the midst of buildings, asphalt and the busy bustle of Baltimore I sometimes find myself missing life's simple bounty of trees, grass and wildlife. Since I can't necessarily see these things around me, I try to remind myself often to look UP, at that big beautiful canvas that God paints anew for us every day. He is quite the artist indeed, especially His sunset collection. I love watching the sun set from the roof... a sunset is a sunset - gorgeous whether it's over a mountain, ocean or downtown Bmore :o)

The other night I was out back waiting for the pugs to take care of business and noticed the moon reflecting off the clouds in a beautiful halo - see pics. The light of the city makes it hard to see all those stars that my dad can see, but I know he can see the same moon. No matter how far apart we are, I take comfort in knowing that we can both look up and see the same sun or moon beaming down.





Goodnight friends, goodnight Dad, and goodnight moon :)

1 comment:

  1. Reminds me of "Arts Alive", way back when... You singing "Somewhere Out There"...

    Somewhere out there beneath the pale moonlight
    Someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight

    Somewhere out there someone's saying a prayer
    That we'll find one another in that big somewhere out there

    And even though I know how very far apart we are
    It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star

    And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby
    It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky

    Somewhere out there if love can see us through
    Then we'll be together somewhere out there
    Out where dreams come true

    Love,
    Mom

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