An Astronomical Event
I WAS lying on our living room sofa last night at about 11 p.m., reclining full-length on the couch and facing the front windows, which look out through tulip poplar trees and over a hill. I have been recovering from a shoulder injury and have been unable to sleep in bed because it is too painful. I was planning to stay in that spot for the night. In the distance, I could see the twinkling lights of the local mall. The retail behemoth was also in a state of quasi-slumber. The mall never really sleeps but it does rest, with its doors locked, its retail clerks dispersed along the highways and byways, its vast continent-sized parking lots empty of cars.
It was very pleasant lying there, gazing out through the trees. I said to my husband before he went to bed how much I liked falling asleep before the windows. When he left, I continued to look at the sky. (more…)

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