Shooting Star

The other night while I was driving I happened to see a shooting star. As I glanced up I saw a green tail streaking across the sky, I leaned over and said HEY look! a shooting Star! Rae didn't seem all that impressed.

Oh how I long for the days of being in the mountains and up at high elevations where the lights are way down below and you can see the sky so clearly. I used to drive up a mountain and sit on the hood of the car and watch for shooting stars for hours and hours in the freezing cold.

One of the things I learned to love about stars was their simplistic beauty. It looks like someone punched holes in the sky and shined a light through from the other side. Stars are so fabulously beautiful in their own very simple way, but as I watch the sky and one of the stars rockets across it my heart leaps. It's as though nature is putting on a light show just for me and I can't help but be excited! I think I may need to take a trip before all the warm weather truly sets in, while the nights are still brusk and a chilly wind blows across the sky tossing the stars from their not so permanent stations. :-)