Lovely, and I just returned from the birthday party of a dear friend. There were eleven of us attending. I’d say only two were Democrats. The party began at 4:30 in the afternoon, and we exited the party at seven this evening. I’m proud to say we didn’t have a single political discussion. If you knew this group like I do, you would know that what we achieved this evening is damn near impossible.
On the way home, I arrived at a tee intersection, and home was to the left. I spotted a full moon rising to our right and decided to enjoy seeing the moon for a couple of miles before returning home again. We did enjoy the view. I slowed the car to 5 mph to watch the sphere longer. It was huge because it was low above the horizon, and the color was yellow. By the time we arrived home, it was white and above the roof line of our homes. There is something about a full September moon that turns me on and I begin to hum Rachmaninov’s melody to the lyrics of full moon and empty arms.
I’m hoping that the super-moon will bring us world peace, or some magical event, or a medical cure. If we still had shamans and witch doctors, we would better appreciate the grandeur of the astronomical events we saw. Instead, we have CNN, MSNBC, CBS, ABC, FOX, and their counterparts to listen to, and they are all a broken record spieling a bunch of stuff they all believe to be true but are far from it.
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That was an incredible moon. I used to be at work at 6am so if it wasn’t cloudy, I saw lots of moons. I did love that! It must have been an effort not to discuss politics. That ca certainly sour the mood.
It was beyond effort. It was epic.
I was quite a beautiful moon. Now, I read this evening that a meteorite is hurling towards earth at 20K mph and is as large as a stadium. Let us hope it lands on Washington dc.
That would be cool, but we are too close to DC to watch and not be affected.