Day 11

Evening sit today, sunlight tickling branches and earth in a whole new way.  Lovely, sad light.  Do all humans who are blessed to live to old age feel this way, appreciation and sorrow and bittersweet love all at once, as they watch the sun setting?


(Update: Watched and watched the sky in the northeast tonight, but nary a shooting star.  Leaving the kiddos warm in their beds for now, will get up around 2am and see if there's more activity.  This site says the activity increases sharply after midnight.  Please comment if you see some!)  :-)