It couldn't have been more perfect. 49 degrees, crystal clear skies and absolutely no breeze whatsoever. Of course that didn't stop me from wearing a sweat suit under my insulated coveralls and my son's down winter coat. But hey, 49 may sound warm, but after you've been sitting there for awhile...
Anyway, I saw nine shooting stars, plus two that I saw out of the corner of my eye, and when I turned they were gone, so were they really there? Also three airplanes, and several moths flitting across the sky.
Sorry no pictures of actual shooting stars. I am no way fast enough.
The birds obviously thought the morning had been made especially for them and were singing their hearts out, getting louder as the sunrise brightened the eastern sky.
This was so much fun, I may have to join the Nebraska Star Party. Looks like their summer gathering is July 19-24 on the Merritt Reservoir up by Valentine. Sounds like a good time.
Thanks for stopping by this morning. I've got to go finish off that pot of coffee so I can stay awake during the day.