It was clear last night, as we attended the Christmas Eve service. It was a beautiful service, with communion, with unleven bread, something my father would have loved, since he insisted for years at the church to have this.
As we departed, the Northern cross stood in the west behind the church. Though all of Cygnus was there, only the bright stars of the cross shone through.
We came home, and I quickly went out to see Rho cass, and a meteor shot over head. I looked at M42 (Orion nebula) and marvelled at the site.
It's Christmas morn, after 5:00 am, and I came down to bring the stockings. I placed them under the tree, gave the cats an extra can of cat food, after all it is Christmas day, and made some tea for Matt and coffee for me.
I went outside to greet the morning. It was a chilly -2.3C and foggy, with frost on everthing, so since there is no snow, it is technically white out. Old Jack Frost breathed some cool air, and frosted over the ground.
Through the fog I could see the Ursa Major (the big dipper) and Vega rising in the east. There were some stars overhead, but the fog and cloud hampered their viewing. The sound of the Napanee River flowing over the falls in Yarker, was the only sound to be heard, on such a wonderful, peaceful morning.
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