So Thanksgiving we were driving over to have lunch with Maureen’s brother and his wife.
Along the way
the splendor of the Arizona countryside was apparent. Distant hills with
different colored strata, a distant power transformer station and power towers
and their lines coming from there.
Maureen was
driving and then she mentioned a line of hot air balloons in the sky, 7 of
them. I looked and looked but could not see them, and she was insisting they
were there.
I could not see
what she was seeing.
Then the moment
passed and I dismissed it, just remembered it occurred.
Again last night, in the cooler night air, Maureen asked me to come out in our back yard.
What she saw was
what appeared to be a hole in the moon. Of course an optical illusion, however
when I looked up I just saw a blurry double moon, not what she was describing.
Later in the
evening, the senior moment came to me and I remembered those long discarded
long distance glasses. I went and got them, I could not exactly see what she
described but I did see more.
No, I am not
going to get new glasses, for everyday reality I don’t need them, Nor do need
to view the moon or balloons after all.
Bruce Lee
strikes again.
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