At two forty one a.m. dressed in a heavy coat, scarf, hat, gloves, and winter boots, I stood outside to watch the lunar eclipse.  For a while, I thought I was the only idiot outside in the freezing cold and windswept neighborhood.  I stood in my driveway sheltered from most of the wind thinking that all my neighbors had more sense than I did.  However, I wasn’t going to miss this.  The sky was perfectly clear.

     While going inside for another cup of coffee I heard a voice.  My next-door neighbor’s son had a camera aimed out their front door focused on the astral show.  After I refilled my coffee cup, he joined me outside.  It was nice to have company with which to share the event.

     We talked and watched the sky.  He saw a meteorite streak by to the south but I missed because it my eyes were focused on the moon in the west.  His mother came home from her night job and joined us but only for a little while.  It was too cold for her.