The Perseid Meteor Showers were this past week. Friday night Bobbi and I turned out all the lights in the house and went out to the hammock to take a look. We laid there on the damp hammock, a couple of bugs buzzing around and let our eyes adjust to the night sky. There was still a bit of light in the west even though it was 9pm. We watched and watched - trying to see the whole sky so we didn't miss anything. Then 1 bright meteor came shooting across leaving a long trail - right above us and we both saw it. What a treat! We each saw one other one but not as brilliant. Apparently to really get a good show we should have gotten up right before dawn - not our cup of tea.
Bobbi sang "Catch a Falling Star" (Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket, save it for a rainy day...) and reminded me of the time we visited my father and step mother in Missouri many years ago. We were sitting in their back yard under a clear sky then as well. My father started singing Catch a Falling Star and we joined him - creating a lovely moment. My father passed away in June of 2005 - we weren't particularly close, but we had our times of trying to connect, and this was one that came naturally and one that I'm very grateful for.