Wednesday, August 23, 2017

clear after dinner (Golden)

"As the world fell, each of us in our own way was broken."

Between the town of Golden and Golden Gate Canyon State Park, I gazed out the window.

The stars were out... and the mountains were black.

Chris spotted the Big Dipper. He asked Katrina if she knew about the Big Dipper when she was little. Nope.

I could see Sagittarius and Scorpius.

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