WHAT IN THE WORLD WAS THAT ???
After all I certainly won't be around long enough to get a second chance.
Fifty years from now, I would be a hundred and sixteen years old a miracle in itself and frankly as forgetful as I am already, I doubt very seriously at that age, even if I did make it out the door to sit on the steps I would probably forget why I was out there.
Supposedly the best time to view the comet was just before dawn, so I took my one and only chance at viewing this once in my lifetime Sky watchers dream.
I also read that in the south it would probably be viewed best between the twenty-first to twenty third. So I played my own little Russian Roulette and picked the twenty second.
So on the twenty-second at about 5:30a.m. I went outside and sat on my front stairs and waited.
I didn't bother to drag out a telescope.
It was so beautiful and the sky was so clear I couldn't have cared less if a saw a comet or not.
I was consumed in the beauty that I was starring at, at that moment.
The moon was to my right. It was a full moon and it looked extra large, putting off a glow that in itself consumed a good part of the sky around it.
I looked away and turned to my left. Without the glow of the moon in my eyes I could see how full of stars the sky was. I also saw a pattern of some sort made of stars. They were far apart but very definitely a zigzag pattern.
And then it happened, zooming through the sky and right through that zigzag pattern and then on it's way across the sky went something that looked like, what I call a shooting star. I'm not knowledgeable enough about star-watching to know what it was, so I pose the question to you.
What do you think it was?
Was it just that, a shooting star?
Could it have possibly been Halley's Comet?
Or Perhaps even something else?