Orion is rising, and the Pleiades are fairly high in the sky.
That’s how I know fall is coming. I am aware of the benefits of calendars, but
sometimes I defer to my primitive side. Today’s quest, however, is more
meteoric in nature.
It’s 4:25 AM, and although I’ve been awake for hours, I’m
only now getting out on the road. No amount of coffee, it seems, does a whole
lot at 3:20 AM.
The Perseid Meteor shower is all the rage; everyone’s
talking about it. And today was the day: it was pretty dark with only a
crescent moon, and the sky was mostly clear. I am looking up.
I sneak under the heavy-duty
security fence in order to run at the High School track in order to be able to
view the sky without tripping or worrying about much else. I do about three
miles worth, out of my total of ten, there at the track.
Do I see any meteors, you ask? Nope, not a one. And this has
happened before – see my post about Avoiding Meteors, as well as the
Postscript. They're never there when you're looking for them. Sneaky, they are.
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