Sometimes, just when I feel like I’m a lone reed in the pond of life as a person who cares about punctuation, about comma placement, about not using an apostrophe-s to create a plural, et cetera, something happens to check me in that worrisome thought.
The other night we were driving home from dinner in Globe, an hour or so drive. There above us, in the full-moonlit sky, hung a cloud shaped like an apostrophe (unless it was a comma.) It shifted slightly from time to time into an upside down alien or shades of Casper the Friendly Ghost, but then it went back. The cloud glowed over the south-eastern horizon for almost an hour, floating just above our destination–as though it were “our pillar by night.”
Perhaps it was the universe letting me know I’m not alone.
Hi Jennifer. I love those moments when there’s a connection with nature. Great new blog, BTW.
Thanks, Donna! As an indoorsy person, my nature-moments aren’t often enough!