Moonless nights have provided excellent sky-watching during this week’s evening dog walks. Venus gleams brilliant; Orion the Hunter and the Big Dipper, unusually, are simultaneously visible – Dipper straight overhead, Orion over the western horizon south of Venus. Impulsively, I lift my new iPhone 11 to see what it can do. A series of clicks and buzzes emanates from the little machine; witness the results. Wow.
When Jonathan and his siblings were little and got a little too full of themselves, their Dad sent them outside to look up at the stars. Get off your high horse, suggested the night sky. How big do you feel now?
Star-gazing reminds us of our puny place in the cosmos. Nonetheless, it can also elevate and unify. As I stand at the edge of a marshy pond, I, too am a microscopic part of this unfathomably vast universe of ebb and flow, life and motion, history and infinitude. No matter what happens, I was here.
My 60th year in 60,000 words
Day 236: 161 words, TOTAL = 38,736; 21,264 remaining
Robin Clifford Wood is an award-winning author, poet, and writing teacher. She lives in central Maine with her husband, loves to be outdoors, and enjoys ever-expanding horizons through her children, grandchildren, and granddogs.