I rise and take my coffee out to the deck this morning to await the rise of the sun.
There is an article in the New Yorker this week on light pollution, and how dark the sky which Galileo observed, compared to what most of us see now. One evening I had some friends over for dinner, and, amazingly enough, it was warm enough night we could eat outside. Those from the East Bay were shocked at how dark it was. We have no street lights where I live and very little light from neighbors affects my evening sky. This is a gift, which is now being appreciated and cultivated. The article is mainly about that, but what struck me is this. A woman approached Chad Moore, the director of the National Park Service's Night Sky Team. She was concerned saying, "The moon was out during the day this morning - is that O.K.?"
Moore's mission is to utilize national parks even after the sun sets. There is a world happening 24 hours a day and night is a huge piece of our lives, and yet, most of us go inside and ignore or forget. Today, I intend to absorb as much of the sky as possible, both day and night. My book group is meeting in the city this evening. The Marin contingent will take the ferry over so we will have an evening ride back. The fog is playing around and clarity is predicted, as much as is possible for this area. I see the fog playing peek-a-boo with the hills.