I thought I would share a blurb of our conversation.
Angela: Ooh! I saw a shooting star over the top of the maple tree!
Noel: Huh. Wonder if we’ll have better luck for a while now… Ya know, we once had a telescope, don’t remember how powerful it was, but we could easily look up close at the moon.
Angela: Cool! What did the moon look like?
Noel: It looked strange. Kinda like someone tossed rocks at smooth sand, then picked them all up, but left the holes.
Angela: Humm… One Christmas I got to choose between a microscope and a telescope…
Noel: I can tell you right now which one you chose.
Angela: Hey now…. (looking off into the sky) I wonder….
Noel: Wonder what?
Angela: With so many meteorites out there, all doing their own thing… Surely, there has to also be at least ONE metorleft somewhere in the universe.
Noel: Yup. And you spent WAY too much time looking at pond water under that microscope, didn’t you?
LMAO!
I love him. I think I might keep him a while.
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