Pearls

Friday evening. I picked up both boys from nursery and stepped out of the car on the driveway to see a chain of satellites arcing through the sky, all on the same path directly overhead. A Starlink launch, I assume. 

Magical sight. 

You could see them appearing into view somewhere off to the east before passing overhead and fading away over to the west—straddling the sky in a straight line like a string of pearls. 

I called Charlotte to come out to see them, and the four of us stood there enjoying the spectacle for a few minutes. Even Ansel was amazed, exclaiming, “Oh wow, Daddy; there’s so many of them.” 

Beautiful moment.

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