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August 08, 2014


Bill Stroud

Poignant and beautifully written.

Chris Antenen

As much as I love the trees of the South, finding a place to 'star gaze ' is an adventure all by itself. I can remember wide skies in Illinois, huge fields of corn, stars above and the sound of the stalks, but I've never let a cluster of stars be a significant part of my life. Am I too old to find a constellation to call my own?

Jan okey

Wonderful wording - made even better on a
MacBook Pro ! Skies in Wisconsin clear &
crisp in the country. Knew all the constellations & watched them regularly.
And then there were the Northern Lights !
Fond memories. Your horoscope for today-
don't let stubbornness get in the way of
success. Thanks.

Janice Pulliam

Lovely. Waxing philosophical again. The stars'll do that to ya.

Dac Crossley Jr.

Thank you, Celia. So good to hear than somebody still does that!

Poor meteors this month because of the full moon. Enjoy anyway!


Celia Yeary

Lovely and poetic, Dac. And good for you on doing what you want...but really..a MacBook Pro?
We live in a very dark area--no street lights, no one has those big security lights on tall poles, and we can't see town lights from here, either.
It's a nice stroll out to the road, down our concrete driveway, and out there the sky is unrestricted. I haven't done this in a while, but my husband and I used to take a quilt there and lie down and gaze at the stars, waiting for any shooting star.
Now, our bones creak too much to lie on concrete.
But our son has taken his boys to the road to lay on the concrete and study the stars.
Thanks, Dac.

shirley white

You do have a wonderful way with words!

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