I watched as the moon grew smaller, as if the cheese was being eaten by the millions taking in this wonder.
I watched in anticipation of the swiss cheese turning to a round block of cheddar; waiting for its light to go out.
I then watched it disappear. The clear night sky suddenly had haze; the cheese had melted into the background and was no longer there to enjoy.
I felt it in my stomach. I couldn’t digest the idea of missing the bloodmoon tonight. It was near anxiety as I could see the cloud cover passing as the countdown approached.
Anticipation.
Almost; …no. Almost; …no. Would the stars again shine; would the miracle be visible?
Yes! Just as the clouds moved aside, there it was. That last sliver of shine and the brilliance of the orange sphere hanging from the sky was visible. The sliver then faded to black.
A glowing round ball of lava now floated above.
I watched. I had found it.
As the lunar eclipse continued, I recalled recent star-gazing with Abby.
It was the biggest sparkle in the heavens that called her name. It was the largest sky diamond that she knew was special.
Arizona! She pointed.
The explanation of Venus didn’t really fly. She’d found Arizona in our September sky.
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